I was never a runner, nor a walker for that matter and until a few months ago my idea of a good time was staying inside, curled up on my couch with a bowl of ice cream. Everything changed when I met my fiancé, an amazing man who showed me the joys of the outdoors. He's a marathon runner and thought I might enjoy giving it a shot. So we started walking instead of just going out to eat or to the movies.
Then we decided to upgrade our outdoor activities by signing me up for a couple of races.
The first race I completed was a 5k in Bethany when the weather still required pants and a windbreaker. I still remember how I felt when I crossed the finish line, even though I came in last. I felt proud and accomplished.
But the best feeling of success and accomplishment came yesterday when I completed a 7 mile race in Litchfield with my fiancé and his brother.
Even though I walked most of it and completed it in over 2 hours, it felt amazing to have crossed the finish line without giving up. Though there were a couple of times that I had to slow down a bit, especially when traveling up the hill at mile 6, boy did I think I would just pass out right then and there, I pushed myself to keep going.
At the last mile, I was pretty worn out and exhausted but I knew I'd feel better once I actually finished. So I worked up my strength and sprinted to that finish line.
For all of you out there who feel out of shape and don't think you can handle the challenge of the racing world, I'm here to tell you that it's possible. Just go to the nearest Walmart, buy some running clothes and put on your sneakers.
My plan is to continue this racing journey of mine, walking until one day I can say that I've completed a half marathon. I will continue with this blog, as a way of encouraging everyone out there to step outside and take a racing chance. You won't regret it.