There is no amazingly inspiring story that caused me to decide to train. I saw something on TV, and I said - "why not?" I don't like running all that much, and all that drives me is my nostalgia of my high school X-Country and Track days, which are the happiest memories of my otherwise depressing teenage years; as well as the only reason I think that I potentially, maybe, there is a slight chance.. that I might actually be able to do this.
Self-pity aside: I am medium-athletic; I started running ~3mi on a treadmill sparingly since about February, but I have not been very committed to it and would describe myself as having minimal to null mileage base and I expect this to be thoroughly painful.
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