The Joy of Running

I get two questions when I mention I am training for a marathon, are you a runner and do you like running.  The answer to both of these questions is an unequivocal no.  I'm not built to run long distances and probably wasn't built to run short distances either for that matter.  I was hoping the answer to the second question, do I like running,  would eventually change to yes or a form of absolutely, my body craves it (I always rolled my eyes at those people; who in their right mind thinks running for two hours is a good time?).   But I do not see that answer changing anytime soon. 

The only joy I can take from all of this jogging is my appetite for food.  I am constantly hungry and have the ability to eat the amount of food that I used to eat in college and high school.  In high school when I was growing about two inches a month I don't think I was ever full.  Joey, I know you have never had a growth spurt but just imagine!  One instance was the Sadie Hawkins dance (the girls ask and pay for dinner); my date took me to this very nice dinner before the dance which included appetizer, salad, my entre, finishing her entre and desert.  On the way from the restaurant to the dance I had her pull into Burger King so I could eat a couple Whoppers.  In college my roommate and I would only eat at buffets since that was the only way we could become full.  This is my silver lining and I enjoy every second of it! 

I'm half way through week 2.  I've jogged a total of 22 miles and have kept a fairly consistent pace of 10 minute miles.  Long run so far was only 5 miles and not too bad; don’t even need to stop for water yet.  Ten minute miles with a couple port-a-poty stops and I'm under the 5 hours and am rubbing it into everyone's face!