I have never been good at any kind of outdoor sport. The only reason I used to looked forward to the "Sports Day"s in school and college was so that I could "bunk" them and get one more day off. Even when it was compulsory for us to attend, I have jumped the fence (literally) on several instances after giving the attendance. So, it was a bit shocking (not to mention funny) to everyone who knows me that I would train for a marathon... i mean a half-marathon!
Those who have played tennis with me would vouch for my lack of stamina - which actually won me several matches (since I used to frustrate them with my "time-out"s). So, I never thought I would be able to run 13 miles at a stretch. Walk - maybe. But run? Nope.
I got interested in the "Flying Pig" thanks to my roommate and his friends. Being competitive, first I just wanted to try and see how far I could go. Of course, running for AID Cincinnati was not a bad idea either. I started my training in Jan. Running the first continuous mile itself was much harder than I had imagined. Now, after 4 months, despite the 3.5 week break I took in between when my proposal work was intense, I am almost at the end of my preparations. I have run 10 miles and 12 miles once (non-stop) at close to 10 mins per mile, which I think is a good enough assurance that I will finish the final run.
Hopefully there will be a post after I cross the finish line successfully on the 3rd.
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