7 years ago, I graduated from high school with nothing to look forward to. No job. No school. Friends were all leaving for college or missions. My parent's had just finalized their horrendous divorce. I was depressed to say the least. It was scary to look ahead and see nothing. So I decided to get up off my butt and pick up running. It was something that got me out of the house every day. It made me feel better physically. And it was the one thing I could accomplish each day. I then heard about a thanksgiving 5k going on at my gym. I talked my mom into doing it with me. And I haven't looked back...
I love race day. The feeling of getting up early, and having adrenaline running through your body. Meeting up with friends or family that are anxious to see the course, make a good time, and enjoy themselves. I love the start of a race when all participants are packed together making little steps, trying their hardest to get through the crowd and over the start line. I love running zig zag through a huddle of runners, sliding through any space to get myself one higher ranking on the board. I love the feeling of sweat turning into pure salt crusties on your face. And most importantly is the feeling of looking at the time clock as you close in on the finish. And you use up any last remaining energy to avoid hitting the minute.
When I was young I never earned science awards, tennis awards, dance awards, etc. I wasn't an owner of anything prize worthy. When I took my first 3rd place ribbon in a 5k, I learned that the best part of running is not competing with others. It is the competition with myself that I look forward to the most. It is how I earned that ribbon. I tried to push myself to get a better time. And today I didn't rank in the top 3, but I did earn a metal for getting myself even further. For making myself not lose, but to continue to win these battles. That is why I run. It gets me through anything. And teaches me you can do anything you put your mind too.
Me with my finishers metal. I finished in 2 hours 5 minutes and 55 seconds. I think that was about 9:57/mile, it being 13.1 miles. And it was very hard, but totally the best feeling to accomplish it. Now when is the marathon? JK...not for a while. I think I need a few of these under my belt first.
These are my buddies that ran too. Nate, Me, and Maren. Nate and Maren are fellow law students with KC. Nate was my training partner for the past three months. Thanks for getting us to do this! And go Maren, she finished even with having a sinus infection. We all finished, we all finished in less than 2 and a half hours!