Sometimes peer pressure is good...

Sometimes peer pressure is actually a good thing. For the second year, two of my co-workers are training for the Kentucky Derby Festival's Mini/Marathon. Once they started training, for the second year, I felt lazy and so, I caved into the peer pressure and signed up to do the mini-marathon.

The only problem is that I hate hate hate running. I remember in 6th grade when my gym teacher told me her grandmother was faster than me. I'm serious - sad, but true. I knew then that running was not my strong suit.

So, what's a girl trying to fit in with her co-workers to do?

I figured I can at least walk.

And just like a virus, peer pressure spreads. Neil was then convinced to participate too. And now, we're Team Hobson. A lean, mean training machine.

With training schedule in hand, we've started hitting the gym. I've got to be honest - going 4 miles on my first day of training -not fun! This morning, I didn't even want to walk down my steps. I contemplated sitting on the top step and riding them down. While on the treadmill, I could only think of the movie "Run Fat Boy Run." (If you're training for the mini and haven't seen the movie - definitely check it out.)

Tonight, which was the second night, only required 1 mile. I've never been so excited to go a mile.

So, the hardest part of this will be remaining motivated. That's where this blog comes into play...

First, if I think I have public accountability, I'll be more likely to succeed.

Second, I'm sure I'm going to do something ridiculous at some point of this training and I simply can't deny my friends the pleasure of reading those mishaps.

Third, I'm hoping that while reading our journey, you'll consider making a donation to the James Graham Brown Cancer Center on behalf of Team Hobson. The Brown Cancer Center is an official charity of the Mini/Marathon again this year, and Team Hobson is hoping to help out with the fundraising. Our page is at: http://www.active.com/donate/browncancercenter10/teamhobson

I'll try to keep the posts shorter, but since this was the first one, I felt the need to have some additional info.

Oh - and how are we feeling? Beth = sore and Neil = sore.

**BY THE WAY: Posts made on this blog did not reflect the opinions of the Kentucky Derby Festival, the Brown Cancer Center, or the University of Louisville - this blog is intended to be a personal account of our training journey.**