Running

If you have never visited despair.com, you need to. I read several of these "demotivators" several times over, and still laugh every time. This one describes me, not so much because of the girl in the picture, but because I'm the guy in the back fading away from the pack. I went out for the incredibly long run today. Now, I'll be honest. I don't like running that much. It's not the worst thing ever, like cleaning out grain bins with a layer of rotten corn or beans on the bottom or anything like that. In fact, it's not even close to that bad, but still, not on the list of things I love doing. So, I ran somewhere around 7 miles this morning after I got off working the early shift at work. Ok, so it was only really 2.5 miles, but it felt like 7! The past week I'd agreed to run a half marathon in the Black Hills in June, and this afternoon I'm reconsidering that agreement. I know I should, and I know that running is good for me, and I can do it easily and pain free, so I really should to stay active, but I'll always be that slow guy in the back of that picture chasing things that are way too far out in front. In fact, that picture might be my cousins running away from me when we do the half marathon in June. Anyhow, I agreed to do it because I know I should for my benefit, so I'm going to stick to it, at least until I do my 4 mile run. After I figure out how tired I'll be only doing 1/3 of race distance, then I'll reconsider it again at that time.