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By: One Step at a Time » Back in Kansas

One Step at a Time » Back in Kansas — Mon, 22 Aug 2005 05:44:49 +0000

[...] up, buddy. Running on holidays was empowering. I just made a comment earlier tonight on Mark’s inspiration post about no [...]

By: Rachel

Rachel — Mon, 22 Aug 2005 03:09:01 +0000

I remember when I first said it out loud – “I am going to run the half marathon in April. Anyone wanna run with me?” Complete silence at the table. Oh well, who needs ‘em. I trained all winter, up until that point I had never run further than 3 miles. Through the cold days and some long, dull runs on the treadmill I stayed focused. The big day was finally here. I remember standing in the starting corral, alone with my thoughts and fears, and then I realized that even though I didn’t know the approximately 17,000 people standing around me we were all the same. We were runners with a common goal. The first few miles were very emotional for me, and the last few were a struggle. But I did it! I accomplished my goal and that very afternoon with throbbing feet I sat down at the computer and pulled up a list of all the upcoming races. I was hooked.

By: beverly

beverly — Mon, 22 Aug 2005 02:52:26 +0000

I remember when I’d only run in the dark, literally, because I was too embarrassed to use “I am” and “a runner” in the same sentence. And I remember the actual first time I tried to run, and how the only thing that came close to feeling that difficult was labour and delivery. And then I remember looking at my 3 kids, and refusing to be unhealthy for them. Somewhere along the line it became as much about me as them.

During that very first kicked-my-butt run, I remember thinking, just take one step at a time. Hence my blog name, and something I need to remind myself of constantly.

By: Chris Brogan...

Chris Brogan... — Mon, 22 Aug 2005 00:59:31 +0000

I remember when I first believed things could change. It was a young woman in a bookstore, a friend, and she was every bit a skeptic about weight loss as I. And when my wife and I spoke with her about her amazing 50 pounds of weight loss over the last several months, she was sheepish in admitting just how she accomplished the work. And that’s when I first believed things could change.

A little bit at a time, with one small adjustment building on the next, my wife and I adjusted our eating habits, exercised daily, and took on an entire lifestyle makeover. We lost a combined weight of 145 lbs in under a year, while eating more healthy food than we’d ever consumed in one setting.

And fitness? We started to challenge each other more and more. I ended up trying to run. I started with a walk-run program. My first 5K, I did with a 3-minutes-of-walking, 2-minutes-of-running setup. And it was golden.

Oh, and five months later, I ran a trail marathon.

I remember when I first believed I could help others realize the same results. And that’s where I am today.

By: Marie

Marie — Mon, 22 Aug 2005 00:58:35 +0000

In University I gained not only the freshman 10, but another 10 and another 10. I wanted desperately to lose the weight, so I registered for a 1/2 marathon, not really understanding how far 13.1 miles was. I bought a book with a training program in it, and trained on the treadmill of my local GoodLife Fitness centre. 6 months later, I was 30 lbs lighter and had successfully completed a 1/2 marathon – I’ve been running ever since!

By: David

David — Sun, 21 Aug 2005 22:53:59 +0000

I remember when, in the fall of 2002, I uttered the words that get you doing things you are afraid of. After just a couple of years running 5Ks I said to someone that I’d run a half marathon. I had no idea how to train and no idea what a long run, tempo run or anything else was. What a shock and amazing feeling it was to finish that race. Since then I have consistently run at faster paces and learned I can enjoy long runs with proper training and adventures in mental commitment.
I can foresee a day when the marathon won’t seem like such a stupid idea.

By: SD

SD — Sun, 21 Aug 2005 04:03:00 +0000

I was 22 years old, smoked at least a pack of Marbs every day and drank at least a pint of whiskey every night, with more of each on the weekends. Once around the track was enough to make me vomit and I had to rest after three flights of stairs. That was my low point in life. Today I did a 14 mile run and I feel great.

By: Karen

Karen — Sat, 20 Aug 2005 17:27:41 +0000

I remember when I arrived at my first race, a 10K, in 19F weather and said to my best friend, “These people are nuts.” And then after crossing the finish line I quickly told him, “I have to do that again!”

By: Jon in Michigan

Jon in Michigan — Sat, 20 Aug 2005 10:40:00 +0000

I remember when my shins hurt so bad that I used to whine about it all the time. Oh wait.

And I remember when I couldn’t run more than 5 minutes at a time, and heart felt like it was going to explode, and I was all red in the face, and the guy at the gym came over and asked me if I was ok. No, I’m not ok, I just started running.

By: Dawn (aka Pink Lady)

Dawn (aka Pink Lady) — Sat, 20 Aug 2005 05:01:05 +0000

Being this old, I have lots of "I remember when" stories. Of course, being not quite that old, I still remember them but sometimes not as well. One of my favorites is actually blogged "Way Back When". Its from when I remember I could actually run fast..lol. What I can't remember is why the heck I took so many years off. Oh well, at least I'm back doing what I love and greatful I can do it no matter the speed.