I Will Move Again
I desperately need to get my running on track. I’ve been mildly impressing myself with the sudden commitment I have to avoid the Arc and elliptical trainers and head straight to the treadmills. However, I need to move beyond the treadmill, into the streets, onto the trails, and past the three mile mark. Why? Hello!
So, to this end, I’ve signed up for a 5K in Wheaton. While finishing it will not be problem, I hope to finish it in a much better time frame than last year’s 5K in DC. Since all of me (core, upper and lower body) is much stronger than last year, I’m hoping that my cardiovascular system will follow suit and bring itself up to the task of finishing in, oh, let’s say 25 or 26 minutes. Aim high, WordNerd. Aim high.
If all this helps me toward a 4:45 in New York, I will be happy as a clam. Even as I shamble slowly to the voting booth two days after the marathon (what’s that about being an elegant runner?).
