My first 5K
Four years ago today I ran my first 5K; I had never run in my life, not even a jog. The gentleman (along with two of the sweetest women), who was over the 5K (Music Move) in which I was going to run, volunteered to train a group of us so that we would be ready. We trained hard for six week; we learned which groups we would run with based on speed (believe it or not, I was not in the slow group, shocked me). We learned how to breath, how to build our endurance and how to run. My support system was so amazing; my daughter and husband were my biggest cheerleaders (although I do not think my husband thought I was serious or would stick to it. LOL).
The night before the race I picked up my packet which made it all so real; my first race would be run the following morning. There was no turning back now and I had come too far to back out. The following morning, all of the ladies met up, we did some stretching, we received a pep talk from my daughter (The track star) and we lined up to race. We all were very nervous (at least the ones of us who had never run before, but we had trained for this moment. My biggest fear was getting lost and being left behind. That did not happen, because I came in 19th out of 29 in my ages group, and I ran the race in 38.05.5 minutes.
The feeling of power when they shot the gun to start the race, made me feel like I could not be stopped, and then I approached my first hill and thought what have I gotten myself into? My daughter and her friend ran next to me in sandals to help motivate me. A lot of good that did, because they talked about food the entire time; I needed them to go away. I ran that entire race (even in the rain) and ran it in a better time, than I ran in practice. I felt really accomplished; I ran 3 more after that. It has been awhile, so it is time to get back into training and get into some more races. It is amazing what you can make your body do, if you really put your mind to it and want it bad enough.