No relation to Gump

If you remember the movie Forrest Gump, then you'll remember the scenes where one day he just started running from coast to coast. He ran and ran until one day he just decided to stop.

In preparation for the Country Music Marathon (I'm doing the 1/2) I set out this afternoon to see if I could do somewhere in the neighborhood of 10-11 miles. I made it 9.2 when my wife and son pulled up in the mini-van to see how I was doing. I figured I had done pretty good and my feet were really sore from the new shoes I bought this morning, so I decided to jump in and forget the last mile or two. So, it probably wasn't the best idea to get up to 5 miles about a month ago, and then stop running until today. Oh well.

I realize it might occur to you that I am not dedicated to this whole running thing. Well, I'm not. My legs and feet are complaining tonight and they are telling me that we are not running next weekend. I'm sure they'll get over their whining sometime mid-week.

So like Forrest Gump, this Forrest has decided to stop running too. I'll stop just after I cross the finish line right behind thousands of other people on Saturday.

Happy jogging (someone should be happy about all of this)!