marathon sprint

one of my favorite oxymorons, but in this case it's highly accurate.

i began, erm...training for the Father's Day 5K sponsored by GBMC's NICU this morning. I figure the worst that can happen is I collapse on the course and all those medical people around me can put me on life support of a glucose drip or something until I am able to move on own again.

I mapped out a walking path and hoofed it this morning. Walking at a steady pace, ca. 104 - 116 steps per minute, i covered the distance in a little under 49 minutes. Not bad for someone who is woefully out of practice.

Why am I doing this to myself? Four big reasons:

1. school is busting my butt on a variety of levels and I need a distraction/outlet for all of the severe emotions I am bringing home when I leave Main St. everyday.

2. To get myself in shape. Well back to the somewhat bearable shape I was in before year two of fatherhood kicked in. I have become for all intents and purposes: a slug.

3. To give a little bit back and support the wonderful men and women of the GBMC NICU who took great care of my beautiful daughters during their time there and set them on the course to having a wonderful, happy and healthy life.

4. My wife. She deserves a partner who can shoulder his share of the load without complaining every five minutes that he is exhausted.

Hopefully I can see this thing through to it's conclusion.

sumus