Apparently tomorrow is the end of another Round of Words in 80 Days. At the end of each Round participants are supposed to share how they did on achieving their goals over the past 80 days. My goals were pretty transparent - did I even have goals? I kind of forgot. Oh, yes, the whole writing thing. I have been way out in left field when it comes to that.
I do know of one goal which I blabbed to everyone about (except for my mother), and that is that I was going to run in a 5K. Well, last night I did it! I went the distance. I covered five kilometers of ground. Ok, I didn't run the whole thing - are you nuts? But I was able to hold up enough to run the last tenth of a mile. Will I be ready to do this in public and without my running partner come the Fourth of July? That's only two weeks away!
I got a sudden inspiration. Maybe if I fake some kind of injury in the first mile, and dramatically pull myself together and limp the entire rest of the race, everyone will applaud my efforts no matter how long it takes to cross the finish line.
Nope, won't work. Deep down inside I am a fierce competitor. I don't show it. Mostly because I lose most all of the time and just don't want to be a baby about it.
But you know, I think I can learn a lot from this whole experience. Maybe this whole running thing came up at this time in my life to teach me something about life, and perseverance, and achieving our dreams. Or maybe it is just another way to not get anything done around the house.
See ya at the start of the next round. July 1, I believe it is. And just in time for my run.
My running partner. Perhaps this explains a lot. He and I were each in for our yearly physicals earlier this month. His doctor told him he was overweight, mine did not. I also don't have to stop to pee on every twig and blade of grass along the way. He does keep me distracted though when I start getting short of breath.