(3.1, during my first 5k)
Yesterday morning I participated in my first 5k. I was pretty nervous about it beforehand, but I knew that I could do it. This is what I've been getting ready for for the last month. Cool, huh? I ran some of it, walked most and came in at 44:12. I was told that was a pretty good time, but I am looking forward to doing better. One of the coolest parts? A friend, who had just learned of this last Sunday, showed up to show her support. That was so sweet!
I am still not sure how I feel about it all. I know that there was no sense of exuberance at the end, more of a quiet knowledge deep inside that I completed something that I'd set my mind to. And that, I think, is better for me than wanting to shout about it.
Today I am hurting in unexpected places like my shoulders. I figured my legs would hurt, possibly even my hips and lower back (I definitely need different shoes), but my stomach and my shoulders are surprising. Still, it's almost as if my body were telling me that it's here, and alive, and very much ready for more.
During this week I will not be running. Not because of the pain, but because I'm going to do a 7-day detox and it's not a good idea to push yourself during something like that. So I'll be spending time on the treadmill (walking only), enjoying my yoga, and maybe a little belly dance or hooping. Next week I'll be starting Week 3 of the Couch to 5k over again. I'm determined that I'll be able to run an entire 5k by my birthday.
Brianna took this as I was finishing up.