I have been thinking about running.
I hate running.
I have always hated running.
Loathed it in fact.
It is just so convenient though, and cheap.
I get up every morning anyway to walk the dog...why not jog the dog...it even rhymes.
I have been reading a bunch of bloggers who are taking it up, or who love to run, and one of my cousins has taken it up as well, and I am so impressed.
I found this plan on line through one of those bloggers that has started up; it's the couch to 5K plan....incrementally a little more each week, and at the end of 9 weeks, theoretically, you can run 5K three times a week in about 30 minutes each...(variations obviously occur blahblahblah).
The shoes look comfy and some of them almost look cool...even if you do look like you are from the jetsons....
Then we went and saw part of the BCN marathon, and let me tell you, if you stood me beside some of those runners, you would be gambling on me finishing the course not them...pot bellies, bandy legs, hunched backs, overweight....whatever.....but let me tell you I can barely make it to the bus stop,
and it bugs me.
I was talking to the man about it.
He thought it would be a good idea, but pointed out that I hardly seemed enthusiastic.
He is so right.
I want to like running....