For as long as I can remember, I've had a latent desire to be a runner. It hasn't been something I've pursued or even actively thought that much about, but it's just been there in the back of my mind. My unconscious mind must have it going, too. You know how most people dream of flying at some time? Almost every time I have, I've been running and just gradually lifted off the ground. Not to full flight, usually, but just running and/or floating in the air above the ground. That may also have something to do with my fear of heights. ;)
The thing my brain never manages to process is that before you can be a runner, you have to become a runner. And with apologies to Tom Petty, with most things, it's the becoming that's the hardest part. (See also: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Becoming I&II.)
It took me until last month to commit to running. I've tried it a couple of times before, but I never stuck with it. This time, I signed up for a weekly running program, along with my sister and some friends, so I have people to cajole me into running and cheer for me when I do it. I usually work best alone, but when it comes to exercise, I need all the help I can get. Shelling out fifty bucks for the session and a hundred for the shoes is pretty good incentive, too.
So far, things are going well. I've been running at least twice a week; it should be three times, so I have that as a goal. I've packed my running gear to take to my parents' house this weekend and will make myself get up and run Saturday morning. I found a 5K to run next month, once I've worked up to that distance, which will give me another goal. I'm already thinking about how I'll work running into my Dragon*Con schedule, which doesn't have much breathing room. Er, so to speak. ;)
That's probably enough goal-setting and planning for now. The other hard part of becoming is not getting ahead of yourself. One step at a time, preferably in well-fitted shoes. :)
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