When I started my run today, I was thinking about doing more than my typical four mile run, but I wasn’t sure just how far I wanted to go. I decided to run at least seven miles at the Chickamauga Battlefield near our home. I got there around 4:30 p.m. and figured I had about two hours of sunlight.
I choose a route I had not run before around the north and then east sides of the park. This took me across the recently reopened Alexander Bridge which has a rich history from the Civil War. I wanted to do a loop, so I kept running south thinking I would soon come across a road that would take me west to the main road through the park. Well, that took a little longer than I had expected.
I finally arrived at Red Belt Road and was able to make my way back to Lafayette so I could run north to my car. But by now I had run eight miles and had another four miles to go. It soon became dark, and I found myself breaking an important safety rule. I was wearing black and running in the dark. This is NEVER a good idea. There were white reflective strips on my jacket, but it was still not the best situation to be in. So, anytime a car approached, which was frequently, I would get several feet off the road and make my way as best I could.
By the time I got to my car I had run 3 hours and 12.8 miles. Even though I didn’t enjoy running after dark, the rest of the run was relaxing and a real pleasure. I had no soreness during or after the run. I feel privileged to live where there are so many great places to run.
So my runs are going very well, but I’ve got another battle going on right now, my weight. I had added about 10 pounds during the winter break while recovering from injury and illness. And now I find that my diet is simply not good. I have been eating more than I should and craving snacks throughout the day. Usually running helps me control these cravings, but not so much lately. As of this morning, I have only lost 12.5 pounds since starting the marathon training last October. The goal was much greater than this.
So, I’m confessing my problem and hoping that it’s one more step toward doing something about it. I’ve done okay today, but still not great. I really need to buckle down unless I want to weight 240+ pounds when I run the Nashville Country Music Marathon next month.
(Photo Credit: Michael Noirot)

