It’s been 5 years since I ran a 5K race, and at that race I also happened to be pregnant (with twins) and didn’t know it, yet.
My friend Dory, asked me to run this race about a month ago, but doubting myself I passed. I said I couldn’t do it, I wasn’t ready. Still too out of shape, chunky, and so not a runner. I tell these things to myself people, I sound lovely don’t I? Why am I always my hardest critic?
Then Dory asked me again, just last Saturday. I must have been feeling in a better mood, and on the spur of the moment said yes! After all, I generally run several times a week, 2 miles or so, and even pushing the boys in the stroller most times. That has to account for something, right?
So, on Monday I decided to try the full 3.1 miles, and I did it, and my time wasn’t so bad either. So that gave me the confidence that apparently I was lacking. Race day was this morning and I felt good about it.
The race was located at a nearby lake, and over a dirt trail. The course was nice, but already hot at only 7:30 in the morning.
As we hit the 2 mile mark I felt a little burst of energy. Running with people keeps me going and striving for more.
When the finish line came into sight, I sprinted.
Looks like I am really moving here! Oh gawd!
Through the finish line, though you can only see my ponytail! I finished in 38.12 minutes. I was pretty happy with that time. I think the race 5 years ago was a 49 minute race that I ran/walked.
With some friends after the race.
I felt really great about myself for finishing and running the whole time. It’s lovely to think how far I have come in just a few shorts months and also I know I will keep going and going! Thanks Dory for the encouragement!! You believed in me and now I do too!