So that was me last year before my 5K. I ran a 31:20.
A few days before this year's race I decided heck, why not? I haven't run on my still-hurts-cramps-but-working-ankle since October but hey, let's try it out. Let's try running three miles and see if thee ol' ankle will hold up.
I signed up. And Josh said he'd run too.
Here we is:
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I ran a 28:55 this year. Beating last year's time by 2 and a half minutes. Good but not what I'd had in mind. Josh says my goal was a little extreme for not having run in six months but whatev.
It was fun to go out and do it again. I wasn't nervous this time at all. And it was cool to run with Josh. Even though the punk coulda run another 5 miles without thinking anything of it.
He says when we're done, "I was watching this other couple run together and they looked like they were having fun. I don't think you were having fun."
I wasn't. I realized something while I was running. I don't really like it. Go figure. I would have rather been on my bike for sure. But I needed to prove to myself that since March of last year my body was in better condition and could move faster.
I proved it to myself.
And now I never have to run again.
Amen.
2 comments:
Running . . . sometimes I think about it. Does that count?
I actually want to get back on my bike. I used to bike to work every day until a dog chased me, knocked me off and I broke my arm. I had skid marks from head to toe. I just kinda didn't pick it back up after my arm healed. I loved that quiet time to and from work.
Cheers to you!! So fun that you guys ran it together!!
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