Here we go....again.

Maybe I wasn't meant to run, I'm thinking that is the case. I don't posses the will-power to stay on any kind of training program for any length of time. I also don't believe in running without doing whatever race you are running the proper justice it deserves.

I've had a variety of heath problems that are weighting very heavily on my mind, thus interrupting my marathon training for the Marine Corps. Marathon this year. Yeah, I could have gone anyway and ran it in 6 or more hours just to say I ran it. Ummmm, no that's not likely to happen!

I know that the shear act of running helps with stress so I SHOULD be running, however when you're battling our own "demons" you don't really feel like running. It's a catch 22 to say the least.

Today, maybe out of guilt because I wasn't freezing my ass off in DC at the starting line, I ran. Well, kinda...

When I got Naiah I wanted to run with her. She has the perfect "runners body", sleek and thin. When I got her she was too thin with no muscle tone so I had to wait a while before I could run with her. Today was that day, we started the C25K program together.


Today was the day I remembered how much fun it was to run! I haven't had "fun" running for a while, which was another reason I was disenchanted with running as of late.

So, maybe I've got new lease on my running life. I mean I'd do anything for my dogs and I wouldn't want to disappoint Naiah by not taking her out to run! :-)