" I Waass Run-ning..." - Forrest Gump

Hello my fellow marathoners!
This time I went through every name on the list to see who has been blogging. I am interested to see just how many people will actually run the marathon. I'm too cheap to have paid $100 and not continue on with the training. At least those who changed their minds could start the run, head for a port-a-jon - when in reality they've gone to hail a cab - only to be seen 25 miles later in a drenched shirt and tears streaming down their cheeks pretending to have accomplished a great fete. That doesn't sound to bad...
Anyway... I ran this morning with my motivated group of veterans. We actually ran our four miles at a 10 - 11 min pace. We've become faster. Now we'll have to start going further as the mileage on the long runs gets further. (Shh - don't tell them yet, I have to ease them into thinking it was their idea. wink, wink) I am excited about that, though I can't say my couterparts would be as thrilled but I am proud to run with them just the same. I tried to catch Susan up the last hill but she sped off to the finish. My ego is taking much more bruising than it expected to - which is good. My ego is bound to cause me another injury someday. And I know that many of you ladies don't like weight training, but I can honestly say, I would not have become stronger without the squats and lunges. We haven't even broken 10 miles yet, you're gonna need that strength to carry you the whole way. Okay, I'm done.
I have tried to get a co-worker to run with us since he is having dreams of yesteryear. He use to run track in high school, however, those glory days are long gone and yet he still has his letterman jacket that he tries to fit into from time to time. I told him to run with us, but he would rather run in the dark. I said "It is dark at 5 a.m".. His reply was that he doesn't want to run in public. I told him if he is as slow as he thinks he is, none of us will see him because he'll be behind us. Let's just say I won't have a job as any company's recruiter.
I have to go now, stomach's growling. Gotta carb-up for Saturday.