A little over a year ago, my brother invited me to go running with him. It was going to be a short jog, just a mile or so, and I decided to join him. Sadly, I barely made it a block before I could no longer breathe and had to stop.
That 1 mile run took me almost 20 minutes to complete … with lots of walking all along the way. In a word, it was embarassing.
So I started working on my running in the gym. First I worked on the ellipticals, pushing myself to run farther and faster every time. Once I was ready, I upgraded to the treadmill and was once again reduced to slow walk/runs that took far too long.
A year of training finally came to a head last Sunday. I woke up before the crack of dawn, grabbed some Gatorade, drove downtown … and ran in my first ever half-marathon.
One year took me from barely making it to the end of the block to running a half marathon (that’s 13.1 miles for those of you keeping track) in just under 3 hours. To say I’m proud of that accomplishment would be a vast understatement. [Read more...]

