In one year I have become a runner. It feels strange for me to say that but all evidence points in that direction. last year I remember nervously training for my first every 5k event. I only began to run to train for that event. Before then I’d routinely say things like, "I can’t run." "I’m not a runner." and "Me? Run? HA!"
I was scared, nervous and REALLY out of my element.
I ended up completing that first 5k in 32:40. My goal was 35 minutes and I was ecstatic to not only complete the event but to surpass my goal. My exact quote was…
"…the feeling post race was more then I expected. I was so happy I finished! "
This morning I ran the same race I did a year ago. I loved the idea of running it again to see how much I’ve progressed. This time the experience was VERY different. This time I was confidently waiting for the race to begin towards the FRONT of the starting line. This time I chatted with runners and felt I belonged. This time I guided newer runners I overheard who seemed nervous and unsure.
The track was familiar and as I ran I remembered the spots at which I had to stop and walk the year before. I ran at a good pace. Not effortlessly but not killing myself either. The end of the race is quite an uphill adventure and it did kick my butt but I didn’t realize why until I approached the finish time and saw the clock.
My goal this year was 28 minutes. I believe my fastest 3 miles was just over 28:30 and I thought I could beat that with the excitement of an event run (I always run a bit faster in events then I do on my own.) Well beat it I did!
As I approached the finish scanning the crowds for the husband and toddler I see the clock… 26:11
WHA? Is that even humanly possible?
There must be some mistake. There is no friggin’ way I just run 3 miles in 26 minutes. Is there?
My focus shifted as I scanned the crowd for my boys. This year the husband agreed to walk with the toddler in the 1 mile run/walk. They were no where to be found. I searched and searched. I couldn’t have possibly beat them, could I?
Turns out they were on the other side of the track looking for me! They completed the 1 mile in 20 minutes and they missed me at the finish. :( The toddler was excited to be apart of the race but disappointed he couldn’t run with mommy. Here he is before we left. Just look at that smile as he wears the event shirt!
Post race was a bit of a catastrophe. Apparently the husband’s water bottle leaked in his bag and fried my camera. So we couldn’t take any post race pics. It’s since dried out THANK GOD! Not sure what I would do without it and I really don’t have funds to buy a new one right now.
There was a playground at the park (finish) and the toddler and I had fun playing on the monkey bars until it was time to leave. Then he had a build of a meltdown and refused to run in the kids races. We moseyed on over to the area where they post the finish times and as I pushed my way through the crowd I caught a glimpse of my name. I scan over. I see…
- Gun Time – 26:11
- Net Time – 26:02
SO it IS true! I didn’t believe it myself until just now as I checked the results online. There it is on Internet (so it must be true). Scroll down to 401st place. That’s me!
This year I shaved an unbelievable 6 minutes and 38 seconds of my 5k time. I gained confidence, experience and an overall joy of running (even though sometimes I question why the heck I’m doing it.) What a difference a year really can make. This is one of the reasons why I blog/journal. I’m not sure I’d see and celebrate my progression without being able to easily look back at my past.
If you don’t journal I highly recommend it. This is the kind of thing that inspired me to start the BlogToLose Community. I know not everyone is a web geek like me. But there are so many easy ways to blog and find support online you must try it! And who knows… next year you could be writing a post about how far YOU’VE come in a year! :)