Running, the sheer name of the activity gave me the sweats.  So I ran when I played sports in High School and College but that was only during workouts and drills.  Some 20 years ago my gym class would have to run a mile every year and get timed.  Needless to say I was not in the top 5 nor top 25.  Running to me was worthless, I never got it.  Why run when you can take a bike or car? It just looked boring and that was just watching people run outside.  Inside on a treadmill would drive me insane.  

 

So of course when I started my personal war on myself to lose 200 pounds one of the activities I was going to do is run on an almost daily basis.   The day finally came when I would really push myself.  It was March 24 2009  and I weighed about 370 lbs.   That was the day I decided to see if i could run 2 miles, now I had be working out since Jan 5th of 2009 and I had lost 20 pounds, but I still was not running/jogging.   I knew it was going to hurt and that I purposely was going to do this to my body.   I was only able to go a distance of 2.01 miles in 28 minutes which was about 14 mile.  Mind you I was jogging and walking in the time frame because I could not run non-stop.  I remember half way thru I was going to give up,  no way could I do this.  No way could I take another step.  Heck I was sweating so bad and wheezing so heavily that I actually thought I would have a heart attack.  I managed to finish and the next day when I woke up I had a choice.  Either give up and say it was too hard or punish myself once again so I could lose wieght. 

 

Well that was exactly 168 runs, 400 miles, 80 hours and 90,000 calories ago, my current mile is around 10 min also I have managed to run upwards of 5 miles at a time non stop.  Now over a course of 2 years that might not seem like much, roughly 4 miles a week.  Currently I am working to improve the numbers but to me it means a lot.  First it means I did not die, I did not pass out, I did not quit.  I got up the next day and ran/walked another 2 miles.    So remember tons of people will tell you can, tons of people will say you can't but the one person that decides to give up or not is you.  You can quit or you can kick your own ass.  Personally I like to kick ass.