Means to an end

People run for a lot of reasons: vanity, health, endorphins, camaraderie, thrill, status, energy. Or perhaps they're being chased.

Not literally chased.

Maybe, like me, they're chased by an aching desire to GO.

Do you remember as a kid, standing at the top of a hill and not being able to resist running full tilt down the slope, not thinking about the fact you could trip or slip or about how you'll feel on the way down. You just go. Weeeee!!! And its so much fun!

I'm eternally trying to recapture that feeling, that joyful reckless abandon. And frankly in my 30-something body, the careening trip down the steep hill doesn't feel all that breezy or youthful anymore. (Unless I'm on skies.) But it does feel good to move. To just go.

Last year I trained for and completed my first triathlon. A sprint (1/4 mile swim, 12 mile bike, 5k run,) which honestly seems way easier than running 13 or 26 miles. I'd never been a runner, or a swimmer, and my biking was limited to family jaunts along the Willamette. But I LOVED it. All three sports challenged and thrilled me.

So, no, this isn't the part of the post where I say I want a greater challenge so I'm going to do my first marathon.

I'm going to do another triathlon. As part of my training I'm going to run the 5K in the Eugene Marathon. Because frankly to me running is hard. And I bow down in awe to all you serious runners who put in hours pounding the pavement (or treadmill) to build up to a half or full marathon.

Do you hear that Laura Rillos. I bow down to you!

I think people run, and participate in the Eugene Marathon for a lot of different reasons. I plan to use it to help train for my triathlon. I also hope to squeeze some health, endorphins, camaraderie, thrill, and energy out of the deal.

Frankly, I'm nervous about doing another triathlon. Embarking on training for my "second" triathlon just isn't as inspiring as tackling the first.

That's why I need to make a commitment. So here I am at the top of the hill, looking down.

I'm going to do another triathlon. Issaquah, Washington. May 31st. Weeeee!!!!!!!!

Swim, Bike, Run. Go.

One year later.

Yikes. Forgot I had a blog for a second, ah, make that a year, there.

Time flies when your ... not blogging?

So it turns out when you spend a good part of your day writing for your career, you're not always that interested in writing at home. Actually I'm very interested, just unable to find or make the time.

But I'm started blogging at work, so I'm going to double post those here. And soon I hope to get my goal of writing about photography.