I am always a sucker for a good cause. This Saturday is the annual Wounded Warrior run on ND. Last year I did it while pushing B and Dave pushed M. I ended up walking the majority of it because lets face it pushing around what feels like a few bags cement on a rocky trail is not the most fun I have ever had. But regardless, I finished and walked away with my tshirt. This year we have decided to get a sitter for the kids. Now I have no excuse not to run it. Well, unless you count the fact I haven't ran at all for a little over a month and I am sure to feel like my lungs are collapsing before I even hit the first 1/2 mile of the race. I have been to they gym on a weekly basis busting out some elliptical, the bike, and some yoga, but nothing that is preparing me really for this race. And I really shouldn't call it a race as I am sure I will not come close to winning. In my mind it is just a run, a long painful run that I shall endure with no training.
So, wish me luck on Saturday. The goal is to finish. I do plan to run at least 3 miles between now and then to "loosen" me up a bit. I am sure it won't help. I suppose it shouldn't matter if I finish with the 60 and over age bracket, I can just tell everyone I fell back to run with them to make them feel good about themselves. Watch these oldies will more than likely circle back and pick me up...
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