Letters to My Kids

The One with the "5K"

I feel rather accomplished. 
I successfully ran the 5K path around Somerset this morning. 
The route is mapped out for our annual Somerset Stampede-5K and Marathon in August. 
I have yet to participate in any kind of organized run
though I have been doing the 5K thing regularly since college. 
I never ever in a million trillion years thought I would be a “runner.”
I don’t have an athletic bone in my body.
Or at least I never thought I did. 
But seriously, the mere contemplation of running was almost nauseating to me. 
I couldn’t imagine running. 
For longer than 5 seconds.
For “fun.”
And I still don’t think of myself as a runner. 
But here I am. 
And I’ve even seen improvement over the years.
Well, I didn’t know I had improved until Kevin went running with me this winter.
It had been a couple years since he ran with me.
And he was shocked at how much faster I was running. 
I had no clue I was speeding up.
But it was nice to know.
I’m still only at an 8 minute mile 
(slower out on the hills around camp.)
But I’m proud of myself.
And after last week’s impromptu trip to Walmart, 
I feel rather stylish out there.
I have awesome running/workout clothes. 
And for GREAT prices.
There really is something to be said about feeling good when you’re working out.
It’s motivating. 
All that to say, I ran the official 5K.
Which means I know I can run the race in August. 
Last week I tried to find the path into the woods and around the lake, 
but I totally failed. 
Today I was prepared though. 
I knew what I was looking for.
“In this general area right here.”
I had to jump a fence.
And run lots of hills.
And plow through deep, wet grass. 
And muddy trails.
And spider webs.
And I battled the bugs.
But I made it.
And in three minutes less than I anticipated.
Go, me! :)

4 thoughts on “The One with the "5K"

  1. Great job! What an accomplishment! I made a New Year's resolution in 2009 to run 3x/week, even though like you I didn't like running much at all. I realized this year that I miss it if I don't go out at least once a week. Sadly, I just can't convince Husband to enjoy it even a little. On occasion he joins me for a run/walk. Someday I'll actually join an organized run.

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