If My Legs Became Any More Sore They'd Fall Off

So since I've decided that 28 would be the year I make an attempt to run a marathon. After doing some research and a 2 hr training/workout, I've discovered a few downsides...

1. I'm 28 and not 21. Granted, I don't really care to be 21 again... (Hello? I couldn't even rent a car and I was ridiculously stupid and drunk dialed random people? Pass on 21.) But my body definitely feels all the beatings it took over the years. If anyone tells you that consuming vodka from a plastic bottle is safe, it's probably better to take a shot of sewage water. Plus, my knees hurt and it's like a plastic bubble popping party when I wake up.

2. It's 14 degrees in DC. Yah, it's no secret that I hate the cold. Hence, there's no reason to suspect that I'd find any enjoyment running in the cold. Surprisingly, though, DC is definitely a runner's city. I've been to a lot of places and lived in a few big cities and DC easily takes the cake for having the most runners running everywhere all the time. Even in snow. Is it likely that I'll join them? Maybe when it gets past 35 degrees, but until then, I'm going to claim Californian elitism and declare it a cold day in the town whore's pants before I run in 14 degree weather.

3. I hate running long distance. I consider myself a pretty healthy person. I exercise regularly and I eat more fiber then the porcelin throne can handle. But for some reason, I'd rather spend 90 minutes in a 105 degree room contorted in abnormally uncomfortable yoga positions before I jump up and run 10 miles. I'll have to admit that I use to be a runner of sorts in my early 20s, but mostly because I was fat. No seriously, FAT.

Anyhow, when I was running regularly, it was incredibly peaceful for me. I had time to sort out my thoughts and conflicts and generally felt very at peace. So for that reason, I want to start training. Not a bad resolution, eh?

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