My First 5K or, How I Contracted the Running Bug

For as long as I’ve been a writer, I’ve been a runner. Much to the same degree. That is to say, very sporadically without any measurable progress over the years.

Some summers I would run semi-religiously, doing a good one to two miles every other day or so. Other summers, I would let the practice fall to the wayside entirely. And much like writing, running is a hard thing to take up again after a long period of inactivity...