i ran a 10K on Saturday!!
you might be aware that i took up that running thing again this year. i dabbled with it back in 2008. but i literally hated every step that i took. i "ran" this same 10K then (and by running, i mean i sprinted/hyperventilated/walked/considered stopping/jogged/walked/jogged/cried my way to the finish. you can read about it here
i felt good about finishing that race, i really did. and then? i promptly gave up running. all thoughts of ever one day completing a 1/2 (or, gasp, a FULL) marathon, quickly fell by the wayside. i crossed the 10K off of my bucket list and simply stopped running. a bit like Forrest Gump, i was, simply, done running.
but that was three years, and a lifetime, ago. i've been running on the weekends, amped by the new strength i have found through Jillian Michaels and her love-to-hate-em workouts. i actually find myself looking forward to that *me* time. i don't love it. but i'm not cursing every step, either. i'm getting faster. i feel good.
the race this past Saturday was amazing for me. i had a game plan, and knew that i wasn't going to blow my pace in the first mile. i created a playlist to help me keep steady. i looked around at the scenery. (it's a beautiful course, taking you over the Intracoastal Waterway, through the marshes and along the Atlantic Ocean). i ran every step at a comfortable steady, slightly-increasing-each-mile, pace.
and i smiled. a lot.
i finished, and i wasn't last (two of my personal goals.) i waved and flashed thumbs-up at every stranger who cheered for me. when an older man rolled down his window and asked, "Are you in the lead?" I simply replied, "Yes!" with a huge grin. i completed the race a full five minutes faster than i did in 2008.
in 2008, i ran a 10K as a participant.
in 2011, i ran a 10K as an athlete.