CAN IT BE?!?!?
I did it! I ran a 5k!
I ran (well … jogged) the entire time, and I finished in 37 minutes. I didn’t set out to break any speed records. My goals were to complete said race without:
3. Throwing up
4. Running into anyone
It was 80 degrees and overcast at 8:00 a.m. and we were all thankful that the sun wasn’t out. I don’t know if I would have made it with the sun beating down on me. Actually, around mile two I was cussing myself for agreeing to do this in the first place and swore that I would never do this to myself again, but as soon as I saw the finish line it was totally worth it! I sped up and ran as fast as I could and I was so happy that Husband and Toddler were there to cheer me on.
Here I am with the Toddler, pre-race. He was a good sport about the whole thing.
I had partners to keep me accountable or I never would have made it through this process.
Here we are! Athletes! From left to right: Anna, me, and Courtney. I tilted my body so I would look skinnier, as they are both smaller and speedier than I. Anna finished in 31 minutes and Courtney came in around 33. We still don’t have official results yet.
I think I’m HOOKED! The feeling you have when you set a goal and accomplish something physical that you didn’t think you could do is indescribable.
And, here I am post-race struggling not to throw up. We took a lap around the block to cool down and I felt better after that.
I plan to continue bragging about this accomplishment for the rest of the week. Maybe next time, Husband will run with me?! I have witnessed him run recreationally (meaning, for a reason other than something was on fire or he was hurrying me to Labor & Delivery) exactly TWO times since we met 7 years ago. As you can see, I have my work cut out for me. Keep your fingers crossed!