Will I ever enjoy this???

Recently I started running. Well, not running exactly. My family calls it "slogging." A slow jog. Very slow, in my case. But, at least it counts. (My friend Julianne would be proud.)

My brother emailed me about two months ago, wondering if I was gonna ever run a 5K. I never have. And several of my siblings have. Two of my brothers have run a marathon - a few years ago. And my mom recently got into race running, and did a 10K this summer. Then, on the 4th of July, three more of my family members joined the running crew, and they all did a 5K together. So, my brother Joe wondered when it'd be my turn.

I'm not a runner. I've never liked running. I've always considered it somewhat of a torturous activity, and usually break into a sweat and severe panting just running up and down the street! So, I never thought I'd run much. But, when someone puts a challenge in front of your face...well, let's just say, I took the bait, and agreed to do a 5K on September 5th, here in Spanish Fork.

So, I gave Joe the job of being my trainer. He tells me how long to run, and checks back with me after every run. I run three times a week (nights, after Lexi goes to bed). I started running just a mile each time. Then, got up to 1.5 miles, and then 2. I don't run long each time. Just one long run a week, and the rest shorter. So, this week I was assigned 1.5 miles Tuesday, 1 mile Thursday, and 2.5 miles tonight. Tonight is my long run. I did 2.5 miles last week also, and it about killed me. But, I did it. No walking. I slogged the whole time. And I can do it again.

Next week I'll do 3 miles for my long run, and then again on RACE day! I'm so proud of myself! but I'm not LOVING it yet. But, I do feel invigorated after my runs. I do feel good about myself, and I'd love to keep it up. But, I wonder if I'll ever get to a point where I actually look forward to running? How long will it take?