I had a tough time sleeping last night, I was full of anticipation for the 5k but I finally fell asleep. I woke up and got ready, had a banana, some water and got some Starbucks. We got there about 10 minutes before the start (my fault) and man I was nervous.
There were 111 runners both men and women all lined up on the start track, they were fit and toned in places I have never seen real people toned in and all decked out in runners attire. I found Shannon (my sis-in-law) and her co-worker in the crowd and started with them. We went off with a bang, and I ran at a faster pace than I am use to starting at, as to not get trampled. I slowed down a bit to find my stride and just ran and ran. I kept getting passed, that was discouraging and I was sure I was falling to the end of the pack and I would surely be last. I got to the halfway point turn around and started to run back and realized there were a lot of people behind me, that made me want to push harder. I really wanted to walk at certain points because my legs were burning but I made myself keep going, I came there to run and I was going to run.
I passed Sam and the boys towards mile 3 and Ethan yelled "Good job Mama!" I was proud he got to see me doing something like this because he never has. I pushed as hard as I could and finished strong for me, 33:52 was my time. I haven't been running but about a month so I am celebrating my 33 minute time ;) I finished 68th out of 111 runners and I am feeling sore but happy and accomplished. I can't wait for my next run and my next running event.
I got a little misty when I read about the babies cheerin for their momma. That's super presh. You're blessed and so accomplished!
ReplyDeleteNice job babe, so proud of you!
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