My half marathon training is coming along. Very slowly. But surely I guess. It gets kind of discouraging sometimes, but somehow I'm still running.
This is what my legs look like after I run-I had shin splints for awhile, but I got a cold and stopped running for about week and the rest seemed to cure them. At least so far.
I have to admit though, I really do not like running. It takes about every ounce of motivation I have to get me to go everyday. I did not get the gene for a love of running from my mother. But, like I said, somehow I'm still running. It's a mystery. And a miracle.
But I also have to admit I feel really good after I'm done.
If I ever make it to this half marathon I'm pretty sure it will be the hardest thing I've ever done. And I know that will be extremely satisfying. Maybe that's where my motivation comes from.
Happy running!
