Over the weekend, I ran a 5k with our eight and twelve year old. All in all, we had a blast, and I was very impressed with both of them. For our eight year old, it was his very first race, and he performed admirably.
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Oops. July is more than half over, and I still haven’t posted a weight loss update for June. As I’ve noted in the past, I track my weight online with PhysicsDiet, which does a nice job of smoothing out the data and providing an estimate of my “true” weight so I can easily see the overall trends instead of random blips and bumps.
Holy crap. I went for a run with my wife yesterday, and boy did I suffer! Whenever she takes the kids to Taekwando, she runs a 4+ mile out-and-back. She’s told me in the past how much she enjoys it, so yesterday I decided to join her.
When I first started running, I kept reading about how I should be running at a pace where I’m breathing easily enough to carry on a conversation. At the time, this was a bit disheartening because there was no way I could maintain “conversational” breathing for any length of time while out running.
As many of you know, I started running a few months ago. When I was just starting out, I talked about things like why I wanted to start running, how long it takes to become a runner, etc. Now that I’ve completed the process, I wanted to share some thoughts on how to start running.
Yesterday afternoon, I went for the longest run of my life. The total distance was 6.5 miles, and it took me 73 minutes to complete. I ran every step of the way – albeit somewhat slowly – and I felt pretty good at the end.
Over the weekend, I picked up another couple of running partners. Ever since my first 5k, which I ran with our twelve year old, our eight and ten year old have been begging to run one with us.
Over the past week or so, I’ve been reading John Bingham’s “The Courage to Start.” This book is essentially a guide to incorporating running into your lifestyle, and it’s very, very good. Today, I want to share a passage that really resonated with me.
Last weekend, I ran my second 5k. This came on the heels of my first 5k just 12 days prior (on Memorial Day). This time around, my race report will be relatively short, as there’s much less to report.
I’m sitting here basking in the glow of my first 4 mile run. I’m also trying to stop sweating. On the way home from work last night, I got a text from my son that read “Just ran 4.2 miles. Own.” Ouch.