24 March 2010
I must confess: I'm quite addicted. In the last two weeks, I've run 50 miles (35 on the cruise and 15 since getting home). The weird discovery for me (besides that I can do it!), is that I find it relaxing. Remarkably so. So if you've ever wanted to run, but thought you just couldn't - don't buy it. No one who knew this couch potato at 20 would ever guess that at almost 50 I'd be a runner. No one. One suggestion: buy or borrow and read *Born to Run* before you start. It will provide a very different take on running, and it is simply a fascinating work. Oh, and all those 50 miles were in my funny running shoes - my vibram 5 fingers (thanks again to *Born to Run*).