A New Package

I received the typical e-mail notification from the Providence College Mail Room saying that I had a package just delivered to my mail box. There was no description on what it was just the typical warning not to reply back to the e-mail. There was no description needed, however, because I was already aware of it's contents.

My dad texted me a few days ago saying that I left my running shoes at home over Columbus Day weekend. I didn't do this intentionally but I didn't care enough about them to be able to remember them. I used to...

For my four years of high school at Fairfield Prep, I was on the Cross Country, Indoor Track, and Outdoor Track teams. I was varsity of these teams for three of those years. I was captain of all three teams my senior year. I guess you could say that I ate slept and breathed running.

I was determined that although I wouldn't be part of a team that I would be able to keep up my running habits when I went to college. This promise proved difficult to keep. I quickly began to realize that running without requirement or motivation was harder than it seemed. My parents have both recently crossed the 50 year old mark and have become even more active in exercise, whether it be running, biking, or even kayaking. My dad, who was an even more successful and decorated runner in high school, has encouraged me to keep with it, but I can't exactly take that pestering with me and it doesn't quite have the same effect over the phone.

So here I am, my Junior year of college, leaving behind the one thing that I lived my whole life around in high school. I find this rather disturbing and I am sick of getting the e-mails from my former coach telling me of all of the successes that previous and current Fairfield Prep runners have been having in the endurance department.

Therefore, I have decided to make my own motivation. I will be writing a blog about my endeavors in running and attempt to run at least a few times a week going for the goal of running six times a week. I would hope that this would lead to an at least halfway decent showing at the Turkey Trot: a five mile road race on thanksgiving day where all the alumni get together and compete. It's meant to be for fun, but since when has a runner ran any sort of race for fun?