“You’ll have to let me know how you do,” she said, hours before I was set to take the longest run of my life.
“I’ll tell you right now: ‘It sucked, my legs hurt and the 13.1 is gonna be brutal,'” I replied.
Occasionally, I can be prophetic.
This was one of those times.
[This is my column in the March 16 issue of The Commercial Review.]
I played baseball for nine years. I was a football player for six more.
But I didn’t make it to my junior year of high school in either. I had a few things I wanted to do academically as well as enter the workforce. The fact I had an all-state kid who started in front of me in both sports didn’t necessarily make me want to keep playing.
It’s a decision I regret to this day. We always wish we could go back and change the past, thinking “What if?”
My decisions to quit baseball and football, my two favorite sports that I still love to this day, were difficult to make.
Thankfully however, those decisions were not based on one thing that I fear has been plaguing me lately in training for May’s Indy Mini: burnout.
It started with a challenge.
It continues as a lifestyle.
As of this afternoon, 349 days after I weighed 282.4 pounds, 646 days since I weighed 301 pounds, I have reached the ultimate milestone.
My weight begins with the number 1.
In less than a year’s time, the New Me Journey is complete.
When I stepped on the scale today and saw what it said, I had to take a step back for a second. There’s no way it was right.
So I stepped on it once more. The number stayed the same.
I gave it another try, just to make sure it was accurate.
Third reading … no change at 199.2 pounds.
I’ve done it.
[This is my column in the Oct. 13 issue of The Commercial Review.]
There are less than seven months to go until my half marathon.
I wrote last month that August wasn’t the greatest in terms of my training. At least, it didn’t feel that way, as I logged 52.16 miles during those 31 days.
Compared to September, the previous month was much better.
I managed only 35.4 miles in September. That just includes time spent on the road or on a treadmill; it doesn’t account for the distances ran while playing softball or basketball a handful of times a week.
But, in September I did run my fastest time for a 5K race — I completed the Hudson Family Park 5K on Sept. 10 in 29 minutes, 56.9 seconds. Slightly more than two weeks later I ran 2 miles in under 20 minutes for the first time.
“Running from the past, toward a better future … one step at a time.” – me
On the last day of August, I wrote that I had reached a milestone of hitting the 60-pound mark for total weight lost.
Here I am, with 30 days later, with more good news:
Chalk up another 10 pounds.