I'm dying to train for the Austin Half Marathon in February. I've never been a runner, but something about running around the track in the last few weeks has made me love it. I still can't run a full mile, which makes me think I am crazy to want to run 13 miles, but the more time I spend regulating my breathing and training myself in intervals, the easier it gets. I think the idea of knowing that on Monday I ran one lap and on Tuesday I ran two laps and on Wednesday I ran three means that on Thursday I have no reason not to run a mile. And, lo and behold, I may have had my first experience with the famous so-called "runner's high" that keeps crazy runners getting out of bed in the morning at 6am to hit the treadmill. I want to be one of those people.
Something about training intimidates me, though. Probably the possibility of failing after paying $75 and spending however much time I spend training before I fail. Or telling people, which means if I fail they will know. Or the fact that I've never run more than two miles at a time in my life.

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