Matt and I are running the Chicago Marathon on October 11th, 2009. The goal? Finish in under 4 hours. His first marathon was last December and he ran it in 3:54 (I think?), so he's already hit that goal. I, however, have not.
He's the best motivation I have ever had. He gets me running every day. There's this 'peer pressure' thing with him where if he's running, or planning on running, on a certain day, I KNOW I have to get my butt off the couch (but it's soooo comfy!).
I started supervision about a month ago which basically means that I work much longer hours, have to be on my feet, walking around work way more than before. My average day is between 9,000-12,000 steps a day. Thanks Energizer Pedometer!
By the time I get home at the end of the day, the only thing I want to do is take a shower and head to bed. Not an option. No ha!!
After my runs, I feel good. When I talk to Matt before bed, and we've both gone for a run, you can hear the energy and excitement in our voices. It's really cool.
And when I wake up in the morning, I am sore. But not in a bad way. It's just a way of knowing that I did a good job on my workout the night before. And when I increase speed and set new 'course' records along my mapped routes, I smile. My strength is building up; speed's getting there, too. And when I do my morning stretch before getting out of bed, it hurts so good.
