Like most, I got bored with my workout routine and decided to tackle a new challenge… running. I have to laugh at myself because my first attempt, not to much surprise lasted for a miserable five minutes. I felt like my legs were going to fly off and I was going to slip and eat rubber. Not to mention my sweating problem reached an all-time gross factor. Thanks to a dear friend, runner extraordinaire, Misty teamed up with me at the perfect time and helped me build my stamina.
After a month of torturing myself on the treadmill Misty suggested we hit the pavement. I definitely under estimated the difference between the turning belt of terror to real gravel. My legs were heavy and once again I felt like a fish out of water, but I kept trotting along.
After another couple of weeks I decided I wanted to run a 5k. I noticed a flyer at the gym for Run the Path, a race for mental health and that weekend I convinced Misty and my little sis, Kate to join me. I may have also dragged them to my cardio class before the race too… oops! The cardio class pre-funk didn’t slow us down though and we all completed the race successfully. My final time was 33 minutes and it felt AWESOME!
On a side note, I have to share Kate's experience because she didn’t wear the best shoes. In fact, she sported a pair of Vans that gave her blisters the entire time. She even scored a band-aid pack to carry with her during the race from PeachHeath, an event sponsor. She has since invested in a new pair of Nike running shoes.
Proof of race completion
