For the last year or so I have been tossing around the idea of running a 5k. Now I knew a couple of years ago that there was no way I was physically or mentally able to do it and then later that year when I started trying to get the weight off by eating right and working out I also started trying to use the C25K on the treadmill. Well shin splints happened. They suck! Then last year I started upping my workouts because the 20 yr class reunion was around the corner and then for some reason not only was the weight not coming off, but even my attempts at running on the treadmill were not very good. Then I got the idea to try running outside and I started making progress and then I fractured my foot. Now here I am 2013 and I have jumped by leaps and bounds above where I have been.
On Saturday when I was running and by running I mean walk a little, run some, walk a little, run some I had this epiphany. I am a runner because I run. I may not be good at it, I may look like fool or a cow when I run, I may have to walk portions of it still, but I run and I enjoy it and I can't WAIT until I can run it all.
Today was hard on me. My left knee and right ankle both had me almost in tears but I pushed through it. I am not a quitter. I will not be a quitter. I will run that first 5k. I've already signed up for that first 5k and I will run it on my birthday, my birthday present to myself. Turn 39 and run my first 5k. I do wish that I had someone to run it with me but I will run it come hell or high water and next year I will look back on all of this and be so happy I started this journey and be able to see how far I have come.
Now someone pass the Advil, and the Icy Hot cause my knee is screaming.
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