About six years ago I started to run for many, many reasons (but most importantly for my health). I will do a separate post on my reasons later. Over the years I have run mostly for myself. I have done only a very modest number of races (three 10K's, one 10 Miles and two half marathons). My reason is that no matter how much fun a run might be, it always takes up too much time. A 10k race will take a day rather than an hour, while a 10K run at home will take an hour and a half, including changing and stretching before and a shower after the run.
Still, since I started to run, I have wanted to run for a good cause. While checking how to sign up for a local half marathon in the beginning of September, I discovered the possibility to run the race for a good cause. As the cause is one that people that are close to me have benefited of quite a bit (research into heart-disease), I decided to take the leap and see if I can raise some money for this research.
I signed up for the run today and expect to receive the money-raising kit before the weekend. Let's just see if we can get people to pay for my run.
Preparation-wise, things are going well. This evening, I did run 2 of week 8 of my half marathon training. Because of my new I-Have-No-Shame-And-I-Love-It playlist on my musicplayer, I simply had to extend my fast run and do 8.2K rather than 6K. This night's run taught me a thing or two about myself (especially about my music-preferences) that I am not particularly proud of. The songs that give me most energy during a fast run are songs by British back to the seventies/eighties punk bands. I even found any bit of fatigue or pain disappear at the end of my run when I heard the opening tunes of "Run to The Hills" by ehrm... yes, ehrm... Iron Maiden. (but in the words of the most modern of my favorite singers: SO WHAT!)