There have been signs up around work for the Girls on the Run 5K coming up in May. The pink caught my eye - it isn't a normal color you see in a drab gray male dominated environment. I passed by the signs a few times, trying to look as I passed. It didn't work very well. So finally I stopped and examined one in depth.
A 5K benefit run. Girls only. Near Mother's day. "Hmm, that's nice." I thought and moved along.
Then this crazy idea hit me...what if...what if I ran in this 5K...or at least try?
I posted on Facebook about it and was shocked really at the response. A LOT of people to me I should do it...even if I couldn't run the entire thing. (The response may even have been the second most popular to the announcement of Ruth being born...seriously.)
That evening I mentioned it in the Wellness Warriors meeting. Chantel told me I should do it and gave me some running tips. Then she made me promise to register (in her loving Chantel way).
So the next morning I woke up all excited. I attempted to register, but the online registry only takes Visa/MasterCard - neither of which I have. So I am going to mail mine in. (I forgot to do that yesterday...will do it today. I swear.) Then it dawned on me...I should probably "train" for this thing. I don't have much time (a month!), but I can give it a try!
Yesterday I left work on time (something I rarely do) and rushed home to get in a quick run before I went to get the kids. I eagerly stretched and setup my phone to track my information (I have an app that tracks how far I go...helps me to keep track of my exercise for the week!). I put on some music...got myself situated...and set off on a brisk paced walk. I walked for a couple minutes before my eagerness overtook me and I broke out into a jog. I wasn't fast by any means...but I was ruuuuunnnnniiiiiinnnnnngggggg!!! My pride puffed out as I thought "I'm a runner! I'm doing it!" And then exactly 30 seconds later the huffing and puffing set in. I worked on regulating my breathing, but it didn't take long to degenerate to convincing myself to keep going...that I wasn't really dying yet! I set a goal that I was going to run to the next street sign - and I focused on it. I made it and was very happy for myself.
I walked for awhile, ran, walked, ran some more...walked some more. I ended up going about a half mile before turning around. The total route ended up being 1.03 miles at an average speed of about 4 mph. I was gone for a total of 15 minutes - but let me tell you it felt like forever! I have a long way to go!
Here is my outlook on the 5K at this point in time. I'm eager to do it. I know I can walk the entire thing in an hour. (I can walk 2 miles now in about 40 minutes...I walk regularly with my friend during the week.) SO - if I beat an hour and I finish (which I will, that is not really even a question here) then I will have accomplished something! I'm kind of excited to see what will happen over the next 3.5 weeks. :-)
One last tidbit - I think I've convinced a few people to join me. My friend Janette even suggested making it the next women's outing at our church. I thought it was a brilliant idea - so that idea is going to come to fruition. HOW FUN to bring folks along with me in this crazy journey of mine?