The Beginning

Ten years ago, almost to the day, I started walking on a daily basis. After a number of weeks - not many, maybe 6 - I began to run intermittantly during my walks - to a lampost, to the gazebo ahead, to the Main Street beach. Next thing I knew I was running more than I was walking and soon I wasn't walking at all. I was running back and forth on the boardwalk, past people who would laugh and say "you again?" Then I took off my training wheels and started "out on the road," running to the next town and back. I got up my courage and registered for one of the local road races. I finished 5 miles in 46 minutes.

A few years later, that unforgiving entity called life happened and I lost something very essential - my confidence. This blog is going to be the start of that journey back to the top of the hill I loved so much. The journey is not going to be easy. I am completely and utterly overweight and out of shape but you must start somewhere.

I am an ESL teacher now and one of my favorite read aloud books is The Little Engine that Could by Watty Piper. Unlike my 1st inexplicable turn as a walker turned runner, I am going to be a walker with purpose and I will take my mantra from that sweet blue little engine- "I think I can, I think I can, I think I can..."