I just finished mapping out the 5-mile run I'm supposed to do tomorrow morning. And I'll be the first to admit it...it looks very very scary.
I didn't want to run in a straight line, so I incorporated some loops that I like to do, but still. It goes quite a ways away from my house. I'm not sure why I was thinking it wouldn't go so far. I mean, it's not like 5 miles is a hop, skip and a jump.
And this isn't just any 5 mile run. It's my first 5 mile run. Ever. As in, I've never run farther than 4.5 miles at this point. And if I remember right, that 4.5 mile run was before the Great Neck Slicing of 2007.
But I feel pretty confident that I'll be able to finish. Granted, I won't be fast. It will probably take me almost an hour, but as long as I put one foot in front of the other, I'll make it back home. And if I have to walk a block or two, well, I'm sure Hal won't mind.
Besides, I have a bit of motivation. As long as I put one foot in front of the other for 5 miles, I'll be rewarded with a girls night out at Summerfest tomorrow night for Krista's bachelorette party :)