The Right Way To Run....

So I'm back from the gym with Sonya whose birthday is coming up. Happy birthday, pretty lady. I adore you.

I haven't even showered yet. I'm gross. But girls don't sweat, right? We glisten. Tell that to my soaked up tshirt. It's damp with glow.

2.22 miles in 22 minutes!!! I'm letting you guess the lucky number of the day.

I do have a plan to eventually get to 30 minutes (the so very desired 3 miles) when I'm done crawling instead of running the last minutes.

So... Focusing on the topic of the day: the right way to run.

Cuz there is one apparently and it's a good idea to start with that. It's like learning how to break when you take on biking. Good old logic.

I remember when we told Seb (our boxing coach) that we wanted to jog, he predicted I would hurt myself. And me with my foolish pride, I didn't go beyond the "Naaah...." in my mind. But yeah. I mentionned the split shins. Good times. I don't want it to happen to you.

I have found a great article on the matter called "You probably don't know how to run properly" , which I wish I had come across earlier. I highly suggest that you, my little aspiring runners, read it and try, as much as possible, to reduce the impact on your body.

Another good point that is brought up in this article: don't slouch when you run. I'm a sloucher. I'm 5'10" and Quasimodo has a better posture than I do. Sonya pointed it out during a particularly difficult jog for me, that I should stand straighter to allow my breathing to flow better. I tried to pay particular attention to it the next time and it made all the difference.

And yeah, get good shoes. You deserve it. Think of all the miles you will have to devour. You're a warrior out there! Get a good armor.

I am concluding this post with the song that got me through today's run: The World Is Mine by David Guetta .

Because the world IS mine (and yours, as well).