On Friday, August 7, 2010 I finished my first ever 5k....just barely. It was one of the most miserable physical experiences I have ever had in my life.....and I am by nature, an exaggerator.And yes it was THAT bad.
So bad that I started crying at mile 1
So bad that all runners had passed me
So bad that most walkers had passed me
So bad that all of the children could have lapped me twice
So bad that people with strollers lapped me
So bad that old women and men were running laps around me
So bad that if I would have been in my own town, I would have walked straight home
So bad that I thought it was my most embarrassing moment thus far
So bad that I thought my husband and friends would be ashamed of me
So bad that I vowed never to run again....ever
So bad that I was planning my dinner/dessert binge when I got home
So bad that I could not take off my sunglasses because I was crying
So bad that I spent most of the time walking and not even running
So bad that I was in a pretty bad spot of self loathing
So bad, that I almost finished last
The whole experience was awful. I want to keep running on my own, because I still have a lot of weight to lose, but I don't know if I will do another race again.....at least, a race where I try to run. I can walk a race, but trying to run is a whole other game.
7 comments:
So here's the thing...it's ok :) It's okay if you don't run the whole thing. It's okay if walkers pass you (as they do me!). It's okay if you're the slowest runner (I usually am). It's okay if you shout things to your husband who is there to cheer you on like "I think I'm going to die! I can't do this!" (I'd like to pretend I've never done this in a race...). Because seriously...you went out there and did it, and that has to count for something. You are exceedingly hard on yourself, something I know a lot about :) Running is my favorite and only sport because it really doesn't matter how I did in comparison to other people. I know I'll never win a race, but it is fun to beat my last time and I feel proud of myself when I finish. And proud of myself for not dying :) I'm so sorry your first race experience was stinky. Keep at it...and your next one will be less stinky :)
I love you. I love that you are willing to get out there and try. The temptation in a race (as well as life) is to compare yourself to everyone else. You accomplished your goal. You finished. It was hard, but you did it. You overcame the temptation to quit and you kept moving. I am proud of you. I hope you are able to be find peace that you did what you could. If you race again or not, you faced a challenge and you completed it. It may not have been in the way that you wanted too but you pressed toward the mark, and you finished the race. Did I mention I love you?
BUT YOU DID IT! It's more than what I could say ...
Congrats on finishing!!!
That's awesome. I would be in the same boat but you have the willpower to do it. YAY!!!
That's awesome. I would be in the same boat but you have the willpower to do it. YAY!!!
That's awesome. I would be in the same boat but you have the willpower to do it. YAY!!!
You finished! Good job, friend!
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