Learning things...

As I have started to run, two questions are coming to my mind...
1.) Do you quit when you're tired?
You see as I have run, and as my goal is 5km a couple of things are becoming clear....in order to get to a poiint where I can run the full 5km, I cannot quit running when I am tired. I have to push my body beyond tired and see where the limit is. Now if I take that example and push the limits...where else should I push past 'tired' work? marriage? faith?

2.) Do you stop when you're content?
No one puts on weight by skipping meals. One of the tragedies of North Americal culture is that we don't stop when we are content. I could eat a perfect meal, and feel content....but have more. I am learning, or maybe it is better to say remembering to stop when I'm content? Paul says in the Bible that "he has learned to be content" I am remembering how to be content.

That's all for now!

J

I am not a runner...

I have been considering the writing of this post for a good while now, and to be honest I think it will come out much differently today than it woould have 6 months, or a year ago. You see likely back then, I might have titled it 'I am NOT a runner'

My wife, Krista is a runner, a fast runner, and we are very proud of her running. I used to seperate runners from joggers by one simple criteria....technical fabrics. No self-respecting runner would try a tempo, or do repeats or set out for a long run wearing cotton. A jogger on the other hand, is highly likely to grab an old T-shirt, some sweats and starting puonding the pavement.

As a former volleyball player, I have countless cotton t-shirts....but I also own technical fabrics. I should have likely started out by saying that tonight I completed my 5th run this week...it has been 6 days since day 1 but there was hockey last night and if I'm going to skate, I'm not also going to run. When I run I wear technical fabrics...sweat wicking shirts and pants. I even tried a pair of the tall socks! BUT clearly my definition of a runner has changed because I still do not consider myself a runner.

I decided to train for a 5km run on January 1st, and I needed to train for that, and sad to say...(to borrow a line from Norm Peterson from Cheers ) I'm inching closer to my ideal weight, IF I WAS 11 FEET TALL!!!! So....I am running.

I don't hate it, it does not appear to hate me. I am finding it less difficult to get suited up after work on day 6 than day 1....so I run, but I am not a runner....approaching jogger maybe.

Hopefully in 6ish weeks I will cross the finish line of my first 5km and ideally be a few pounds closer to my goal to dump 40...then we'll see