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| Guess who ran a Half Marathon and who ran a 5k? |
The last time I ran a race I was in 1st grade, and I lost. It pretty much shattered any thought I had about being an Olympian. I also had a face shattering incident while playing little league. So, I'm not a jock, which I can live with. I just want to be in shape and eat what I want. Is that too much to ask? Why not?
My co-workers decided to run a half-marathon, and there was NO way I was ready for that. I could barely run one mile without stopping or giving up. After a couple months of training with them and my hubby, I wasn't good, but I could run more than 3 miles. Good enough for 5K Fun Run... Good enough for me. It's a start.
Upon starting the race, I dropped my cell phone and the back of the case shattered. I was lucky the phone did not completely break, which would have left me without music to listen to run to. It wasn't until after the first mile that I noticed that my hand was bleeding from cell phone plastic. I just clinched my fist and kept going. It wasn't that bad anyway.
When you run, you see a lot of different things very fast. It's the full range of the human condition on road. It's a great way to invent characters for some sort of comedy sketch, but I jog around San Francisco and Berkeley. People are crazy here anyway. While running I usually see people as they pass me, but this time everyone was running with and around me like a herd of wild animals. Running and walking with strollers, prosthetic legs, kids. Everyone get out of my F---ing way!
I'm not going fast, but I'm running and not stopping for a break. It's a major triumph for me just doing that. It's also a beginning of what I hope is healthy habit to continue. 10K is next in a few months and then eventually a 1/2 marathon later this year.
Yes, there will be blood! Just not from the nipples.
