Since I’ve had my first child, I’ve been a little lax in the exercise department. For the first 8 weeks or so, exercise just hurt (the joys of having a c-section), and since then I’ve had bursts of motivation, but for the most part I’m just lazy.
Thank the heavens for Miranda Kenneally.
I’m not a football player, nor do I enjoy softball. I’m not really religious, and while I love horses, I don’t really like riding them for long periods. However, with this fifth book in the Hundred Oaks series, I found something I do love.
If you saw me running now, it would be a sad, sad sight. I have little to no endurance, very little speed, and I just, well … I just suck at it. About six years ago, though, I didn’t suck at it. I was actually training to run in the Rock ‘n Roll Half Marathon in Las Vegas and made it up to about 13 kilometers before I stopped. I don’t know why I stopped. Running is probably one of the easier — and cheaper — forms of exercise there is. And I was actually getting pretty good at it. It helped me keep my weight in check and was actually kind of fun.
These days, I wish I still could run at least 5 kilometers without getting winded and feeling like I was ready to die. While reading Breathe, Annie, Breathe, I longed for Annie’s endurance. That girl had strength! I remember the shakiness after a long run and that feeling like I was going to vomit. I remember my biggest worry about the Vegas half being the location of the bathrooms. Annie is everything that I long to be. I want to be able to run without feeling embarassed about it (everyone starts somewhere, right?) and just push, push, push to get where I want to be. There will be setbacks, but Annie showed me that that’s okay.
And Jeremiah. Oh, of all the book boyfriends I equally loved and hated! I was never a daredevil, so I could never, ever see myself with a guy like Jere — and I would have the same fears that Annie had, of him hurting himself. I did love the realization she had partway through the book that you could hurt yourself doing the simplest of things — it’s not just reserved for things like bungee jumping or skydiving!
I also have to say that it wasn’t just Annie who inspired me in this book, but Miranda herself. In the Acknowledgements she shared her story of running and training for a marathon. I felt myself reminiscing back to the days when I had that determination and told myself that it’s still there — I just have to coax it out.
I know most of this has been about my story when it comes to running, but it just had to be. This book inspired me to lace up my shoes and do my Couch to 10K program. I considered the 5K but just decided to go for the big one. After the husband left for work and the baby ate, I plopped the baby in his exersaucer next to the treadmill and off I went! It felt great and I have more energy now than I have in the past few weeks. Yeah, I walked the majority of this training session, only running for 3.5 minutes, and only logged in 3.4 kilometers in the end, but I’ll get there.
All thanks to Miranda Kenneally.
I can’t say that I won’t have any setbacks on this 13 week journey to getting my endurance up to running 10 kilometers, but maybe I’ll just keep this book by my bedside as a constant reminder that anything is possible. And heck, maybe one day I’ll have to determination to build up to a half marathon again.
Anything can happen.
Are you a runner? Have you ever read something that inspired you to get moving?