WEEK ONE... what a bust!

DAY TWO

Woke up at 5 - Dad called me crazy. Realized the last time I was up at this hour I had yet to go to bed. Man, do I miss Blacksburg. While jogging down the same streets I had walked on after sneaking out of my house in high school, I realized how fearless I had been in my youth (hardy, har, har). But seriously, somehow in high school I managed to sneak out every weekend and have no fear of one - getting caught and two - getting kidnapped. My entire run I jumped into the middle of the road at the slightest noise - heck, even the shadow of my pony tail swaying back and forth gave me the heebie jeebies.

The middle two miles of my run were the best... I jammed out to my iPod and then realized that I am not alone in this world and people can see me dancing. YIKES!

The last mile had me questioning if I was ever going to be able to turn four miles into 26.2. This same thought resonated while at happy hour with my friend, Maya, who is running the Marine Corps Marathon this fall. She asked if I ever wanted to go on a distance run.. is that a joke?! I can barely make my standard loop.

Song of the Day: Driving me Crazy - Sam Adams

... The Rest of the Week...

The rest of the week can be summed up as R.I.C.E. Rest, Ice, Compression, Elevation. My ankle was so swollen from spraining it last week and attempting to run on it I decided it would be wise to give it a rest. This lack of exercise did not serve me well at happy hour as I spilled an entire drink on myself, dead sober, due to my inability to sit still.

DAY SIX

Went to Potomac River Runners in Reston to buy a pair of shoes. If you haven't visited this store yet - it is awesome. They help you find the perfect shoe by putting you on a treadmill and watching you run. I walked out of the store with a pair of Nike Zoom Structure Triax+ 13, the Nike+iPod trainer and a fresh pair of socks.



Everyone I know that runs marathons swears by their shoes and their socks. Pretty logical if you ask me - two investments I am willing to make to save myself the pain after going the distance.

DAY SEVEN

Today was the first day in my new kicks. I love them. It felt like I was running on air. I realized half my battle in this marathon is going to be the ability to pace myself. I have never been too solid in that area. I once got a B in Gym class because I ran a 7.30 mile and I was supposed to be pacing myself at 9 minutes. Anyway, the first mile I did this morning was at a 7-minute mile pace. Needless to say I have not run that time since I was a high school athlete. After that first mile I had to walk for about a quarter of a mile - then forcing myself to pay more attention to my pace so I could continue running the rest of the distance.

Song of the Day: Sex is on Fire - Kings of Leon



Passionately Pink,
Christy