It's kind of a joke, really. I run so slowly that any "normal" runner would have to look carefully to note forward progress. Boston Qualifier? I'm getting faster, but I think by the time I reach an age where I could qualify, I'll be dead! So why am I doing this? Simple, fitness. I'm slogging proof that a person can be heavy (circumferentially challenged) and still run distances.
Here's the thing: When I ran the B&A Marathon (my first), I weighed 230 pounds. I had been running no more than 10-15 miles per week. I was on blood pressure medication and had recently had the dose increased. Now (2-weeks prior to the MCM), I'm down to 208. And my BP is normal without medication. That was a significant thing - I was running with my RB (running buddy) when I started feeling faint. This happened in a couple of mid-distance training runs (<15 miles). So I went to the doctor, fully expecting him to tell me I had some heart condition and I needed to stop running, blah, blah, blah. But, to my shock and delight, he told me that the running had corrected my blood pressure and that the medication was pushing it too low! I'm thrilled. My wife is thrilled. My kids are thrilled. Even the dog is thrilled. So I'm committed to this program.
This month, the MCM. My RB and I are looking to find something to run during or just after the holidays. And then another in the Spring. And who knows; maybe I'll move faster than a turtle someday!
Poking along...