Okay so once you graduate from high school and college what happens to your sporty self? You become someone who works out at a gym or you become an adult who plays tennis or golf, etc, or you become a runner, right? Or, a couch potato I suppose. According to facebook nearly half of my friends are avid runners. Okay, half is an exaggeration. I figured it couldn't be that bad. I used to run all the time. Oh, that was 8 years ago when I was a junior in high school. Turns out my left shin doesn't really agree with running and my morning self doesn't always agree to get up for a run. Some days my morning self doesn't even agree to a shower. Anyways, I assumed if I registered for a 10K (only 6.2 miles) that I'd train and conquer. Well I trained- barely, and I conquered- barely. The thought of a half marathon crossed my mind when registering. Thank goodness I cast out that silly idea. I did survive the 10K and I did enjoy the feeling of crossing the finish line still standing. However training and 6 out of the 6.2 miles were pretty unenjoyable. Mom asked me if I'd caught the "running bug". I immediately told her no! It's unfortunate really. I want to fall in love with it but it hasn't happened and I'm not convinced it ever will.
Anyways, this is the photo you get to see because I forgot to smile and look mildly energized as I crossed the finish line.
The Fargo Marathon happens every spring now. The whole weekend includes kids races, a 5K, a 10K, half marathon, a full marathon, and various relays. I was just one of about 20,000 people to participate this year!