I’ve said this before – I really like running, but I’m a terrible runner and running hates my body. Pity.
So how do you convince an old body to do this? The same way that an ant can move a mountain: a little bit at a time. I’ve been actively training since the fall steadily going out 3 days a week. I have been doing “fast” intervals on Mondays and then longer distances on Wednesdays and Fridays, running for time not distance really. On Wednesdays, I run 2.5 minutes longer than the previous Friday and then on Friday 2.5 minutes longer than Wednesday. It’s worked out reasonably well.
This is pretty much the highest point on my route. The first time I reached it was in the dead of winter – it was snowing on that day. I stopped briefly to take this picture three weeks ago before I continued on well past it.
This is on my way back. The bridge is just past the bend at the horizon. Bit by bit, little by little, at my slow pokey pace. I’ve gone from 20 minutes in February to 80 minutes in April. I’m hoping to get to 120 minutes by August, which should make running Falmouth easy by comparison.
As before, I’m running the race for the Massachusetts Down Syndrome Congress. You can make a donation here – it’s a great cause.