Running has its challenges. But I love it. And I love how it brings out the tougher side of me. The side that wants to win. Not for the glory, but for the challenge. Several months ago, an injury threatened to stop me for good, but I wouldn't let go until I found a way back. 19 days of re-training later--on Easter Sunday 2012--I was back to running 5K. Join me as I progress from here, I'd love your feedback about your own experiences!
Goals
My Current Goals:
1. Finish a 5K Race at my personal best. ~Achieved!
2. Run the Jul 21st 5K Race at a 10-min mile pace or less.
3. Win 3rd Place in my age division.
4. Win 1st Place in my age division.
1. Finish a 5K Race at my personal best. ~Achieved!
2. Run the Jul 21st 5K Race at a 10-min mile pace or less.
3. Win 3rd Place in my age division.
4. Win 1st Place in my age division.
Friday, March 23, 2012
Run Day 12 ~ One mile without stopping. Conquered!
Today I wanted to try running one mile straight without stopping. The farthest I had run prior to that was 1/2 mile straight. My total running time was further than that, but not without walking intervals in-between. My daughter was off from school today for a teacher planning day, so I had planned to get up early and run before my husband went to work. But upon waking at 5am, I found my daughter asleep on the couch in the living room, and when I moved her back to her room, she told me she wanted to go with me on my run, asking if I could push her in the stroller. Her sweet voice won me over, so I went back to bed, and later we set off at about 10:30am. Thankfully it wasn't too hot, and it was windy which helped cool things off.
The first half mile was uphill, and at one point there was a pretty stiff wind. But I welcomed it as a challenge and pushed on. I felt really good today and was surprised that I wasn't winded much at all until I neared the top of the hill. I also discovered something new: that if I got closer to the stroller, it was easier to push and gave me more momentum.
Coming back downhill was much easier, but as it leveled out again, I was beginning to feel it. When the end of the mile began to come into sight, I kept telling myself, "The faster you run, the faster you'll get there, and then you'll be done!" And it worked. I did get there faster. And it felt so good. I did it. YES. So grateful. One mile down, two more (and a tenth) to go.
I thought I would just walk the rest of the way since I knew I'd be doing the killer IronStrength workout again tomorrow morning, but my daughter wanted to get out and walk with me, then wanted to run, so we ran about one tenth of a mile. Then she found a white rock and wanted to play hopscotch, so I drew it out on the sidewalk and we hopped. It was so much fun. I was glad I had taken her with me today.
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