There’s an organization handing out certifications for Run Streaks. Not sure what one can actually *do* with such a certification other than pat one’s self on the back, but since I’ve always considered myself certifiable, count me in.
The official definition of a running streak, as adopted by the United States Running Streak Association, Inc., is to run at least one continuous mile within each calendar day* under one’s own body power (without the utilization of any type of health or mechanical aid other than prosthetic devices). I have no health aids and no fake legs so I guess I’m on my own.
I considered Days 1 & 2, in my own interpretation of the above rule, to have occurred on October 1st (from 10:oo p.m. to 11:59 p.m.) and continuing into October 2nd (from 12:00 a.m. to 1:44:48). During these two hours, 44 minutes and 48 seconds that stretched over two days just so happened to occur while I was running my first ever half-marathon at Disney (yay me!). I ran Day 10 today. My first mini-milestone.
Will I make it the full year? Part of me says “heck no” – truth be told, I’m a lazy butt and I’m pretty sure it’ll be a strong desire to sleep in one day versus an injry that sidelines me. The other part of me says “why the heck not?” In either case, it’ll be good while it lasts and gives me something fun to movtiate myself with. I’ve connected with some other streakers through Daily Mile and am drawing strength and encouragement from those whack jobs (I say that with love and sincerity!).
*Ed. Note: OH CRAP. I’ve gone about this so far thinking the streak only needed to be 100 days. It wasn’t until I pulled up the site and verified the definition that I realized its for an entire YEAR. Umm…yay?
