• Tan Nguyen

I'm doin it!

Updated: Jan 12, 2019

Emile Wang here (Tan doesn't know how to change the "authorship" of this blog post) 

I thought as we roll into the holiday season this would be a great time for me to reach out to everyone. The EWB family is cruisin' (or should I say, joggin'?) along toward our goal of 2019 Miles by the end of the year. For those of you who aren't familiar and would like more details on supporting our cause, please check it out here!

There's a lot to be learned from pushing ourselves to stay dedicated to a program of running/walking 2 miles a day, and (assuming we keep up with this dedication and meet our goal) I am looking forward to sharing some personal reflections on commitment and time management. But in the interest of not boasting about how great and regimented my life is and then inexplicably reverting back to McNugget eating slob that I was before this, I'm going to hold off on that for now. Sorry, I know you all came to this site to hear life-changing advice. It'll just have to wait a little longer.

For now, just a thought on my own physical fitness. A lot of you know through my 20s and early 30s I've lived in several metropolitan cities while working in the construction industry. Being on my feet, walking, moving, and ultimately being away from computers was fortunately a major part of my life. IF you had strapped a pedometer/smarthwatch/Fitbit/ China Knockoff Fitbit (Hi Mom!) onto me when I was living in New York, I guarantee you I averaged 4 miles a day on weekdays (on weekends probably 6 miles a day - there's a lot of miles to be traveled between bars when you're chasin' the ladies around!).

But life eventually changes for all of us, and as I've gotten older and (hopefully) better at my job, the days on my feet have been significantly less, and the days sitting with poor posture, slumped shoulders and arched back in front of 2 monitors has increased. Having the inherent exercise with my profession, along with additional stress eating, the body hasn't been quite the same. I'm not kidding when I say this, I live across the street from a McDonalds, and I work across the street from a McDonalds. Part of me thinks I'm living the American Dream, part of me thinks I'm a heart attack waiting to happen. Oh wait, that IS the American Dream!

U-S-A! U-S-A!

So, after some harsh truth from some family members and aunties (one of them legit saw a photo of me, and felt compelled to text me saying "you seem gain weight"), and also some very unflattering wedding photos, I decided to do something about it.

The timing couldn't have been better when EWB Contributor/fellow runner Tan Nguyen started pushing me to do a Spartan Race (of which I unfortunately half assed, documented in my EWB podcast material here), and another EWB Contributor/fellow runner George Wu shared his feelings on paying the price. Factor that along with fellow friends with their own personal motivations (including two babies on the way - CONGRATS TAN AND JAV!), a group of us decided to take on this challenge.

So I've been running. Minimum 14 miles a week, one week even up to 24. I've remained committed week to week, regardless of crazy work schedules, travel plans, and family visitors (check it out - my <--dad flew to Seattle and on his first day in pumped out a 3 mile run with me!). My personal goal was to have about 330 miles over the course of 6 months, and lo and behold I've actually almost hit that in 4. So... I can stop right? 

Well, yes, I suppose so. But my team needs me. I'm like the Steph Curry of EWB Running Groups. (or Klay, or KD- all of those dudes have been pretty good for the GSW season so far). So I'm going to keep on running. But more importantly, what's the next step?

***Cue emo Adele music in every movie trailer now***

Like this one

I'm signed up to run a half marathon in three weeks, the Sunday after Thanksgiving. 

My runs up until now have all been in short bursts (max length has only been a 10k, 6.2 miles or so), but with all of this consistent exercise I've been feeling pretty confident about what my body can handle. And ultimately I had to ask myself this - I've put all of this time and dedication to committing to the program (and callback, paying the price), I should see the bigger picture and see the rewards I can reap. For once, I want to push myself to actually do something strenuous with my body and have the satisfaction it didn't fall apart the same way CP3's hamstring did in a crucial Game 6. 

That's NOT me. I'm Steph (or Klay. Or KD) remember??

So in this case the reward is being able to finish a half marathon. Hmm, now that I write it out it, doesn't really like a reward. 

Wish me luck!

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