Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Okay, here's how it all started. Junior High gym class, 1989, Mrs. Lobb FORCED us fragile, developing girls to try and run an 8 minute mile. I finished the mile and yes, it took me longer than 8 minutes. At the end of it, I was doubled-over, red-faced, and feeling horrible. For the next 8 years, I loathed running and was content to walk for my exercise. Then in 1997, while living in Hawaii, a friend of mine took me under her wing and ran 1/4 of a mile with me, slowly but surely. The rest is history. My love and passion for running began then, while I was living in Hawaii. Before I knew it, I was up to a mile. Part of the motivation was that I would run from our base housing to the beach and back. Since that summer of 1997, I have ran 1 full marathon, 5 half marathons, and several 5Ks and 10Ks. Running is my happy drug of choice. If I met up with Mrs. Lobb today, I might say, "Because of you, I missed out on 8 years of good running!"