Today was a long awaited day…my first 5k to run in two years!
I have been doing 3.1 miles and more on the treadmill, but earlier this week I tried running outside and with the snow and ice still around, it did not go well. I lasted a very short time, only ran little sprints, and my legs hurt so badly. I just wasn’t sure it was going to happen.
My exercise this week has been minimal. I tried to run/walk outside on Sunday and Monday, then did a PiYo workout Tuesday, and yoga on Thursday and Friday. I just didn’t know what was going to happen today.
Would I run? Or would I disappoint myself and end up walking?
Well, drum roll please, I ran every single step. Every last one. My lungs sounded awful for the first 1/2 mile and my legs started to hurt around a mile, but I ran through both and felt fantastic.
My good friend who ran it with me tried to get a picture of me crossing the finish line, but it didn’t turn out. But, I had her take others because I was just sure you would want to see my wild and crazy hair and t-shirt (my bun fell out around 1 and 1/2 miles into it, so my crazy mane got to be free and easy.
My friend and I doing a pre-race selfie.