Confessions of a 5K Tortoise

Confessions of a 5K Tortoise

A friend of mine recently told me how she hates to run, but does it anyway.

This friend is a kindred spirit. She’s slow. Me, too. She hates treadmills. Me, too. Running is boring. Yep.

But she’s been running circuits in her backyard, and I thought I ought to offer her the 5K experience for a change of pace. Pun intended.

Climbing Mount Everest

If you haven’t run a 5K, you might think it’s like climbing Mount Everest.

You’d be right.

When I started, I found an app called Couch to 5K, which promised to have me ready for my first 5K in eight weeks. It worked, and I ran a 5K two months later.

The People You Meet

So I plan to tell my friend about the app and also about the interesting people you can meet. For example, at one 5K, the first runner across the finish line then ran the race backwards, then ran it again forward.

Which meant I got lapped twice.

Yeah. Interesting.

In the off-season, the high school cross-country team might even join us. There’s nothing more exciting than watching a 16-year-old sprint the 5K as fast as I can run a mile.

If We Run Anyway

I use the term run lightly. It’s more like getting double-lapped running.

If I convince my friend to join the 5K experience, we’d get fresh air, strong lungs, muscular legs.

And we wouldn’t need a stopwatch when we run.

We could time our runs with a sundial.

Why?

From Evernote:

Why?

Why do I write? It’s a cliche to say, "because I can’t not write." That’s a true statement but I want to dig a little deeper.

I write to create a world to explore and people to meet. I finished one novel only because I liked the main character so much I couldn’t leave her hanging literally at the end of a chapter.

I write to discover meaning. When I’m confused or puzzled about something, I sit down at the keyboard and start writing. In the stream of consciousness comes ideas and connections I hadn’t seen before.

I write to connect my thoughts with other people. I want to connect and writing handles the job better sometimes than speaking. I’ve said some disjointed things that would have been clearer if written.

I write because I love words. I love the music of alliteration, the rhythm of sentences, the magic of a well-turned phrase. I don’t hit that goal all the time but there’s zest in the trying.

I write because I like to read. I read my stuff and I read other texts. Then ideas come and what do you do with ideas? Start writing.

All this, I think, boils down to the cliche. I write because I can’t stop.

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