Make Like an Engine and CHOO!

For those who knew me during my "formative" years, the fact that I am not a naturally graceful runner should not come as a surprise.  I was not, in fact, a graceful dancer.  So much so that I actually sashayed my way off the opposite end of the stage as my fellow ballerinas.  My plies and leaps left much to be desired.  But I had spunk! 

(*****JAZZ HANDS*****)

So it shouldn't come as a shocker to anyone that I am less of a gazelle and more of a Little Engine that Could. However; like all great blue engines I'm trying my best in order to beat my goal.  You see, I have what I like to call Adult Onset Athleticism.  This condition affects those individuals who were better suited to stationary sport positions during their childhoods.  For example, I was the goalie in soccer, the catcher in baseball, and the only girl who went out for track and field to run, and came home a "thrower." 

Here's where practice makes as close to perfect as I'm gonna get!

Each day I get up around 6am and head up the windiest hill in New York to NYSC in order to ensure that I set a personal record and bankrupt Adam Moser.  Adam is going to donate $10 for each minute I take off my best half marathon time: 2:26.  By my calculations, if I play my cards correctly, this could be a very lucrative race.

So, this morning I put on my best Target  (Tarrrjayyy to those in the know) running shorts and hit the treadmill... facing the mirror.  This was the first mistake.  There is only one thing more sobering than the site of your own almostCasperlike legs running towards you early in the morning... the site of your definitelyCasperlike legs SPRINTING towards you early in the morning.

BUT, like all great Choo-Choos I made it, and beat my best time for a 5k!  This Sunday I am participating in the NYRR 4Mile Gridiron Classic, otherwise known as, burning calories before I eat wings during the Super Bowl.  Here's hoping that both the NY Giants and I have repeat performances.