Are you tired of the running posts yet? Well in the words of my father.... TS.
Today was big. Huge. Epic.
Today I ran to the bench that marks the 2km point. I walked past it a bit, just shaking out my legs, getting control of my breathing, organizing myself for the run back. I looked ahead and thought, if I just go a little further I can make 5km, by the time I get home.
I felt great, it had been a really good run to that point. I felt strong, my legs were good, so off I went. I did a great job paying attention to my breathing, keeping a good steady pace, not my best time, but not to far off it. I kept one eye on my phone watching for my app to click over to 2.5km. When I hit it I stopped for a minute, two guys blew past me on their bikes, I felt like stopping them and yelling hey, guess what I just did! But I still had to run back, so I really hadn't done anything yet, oh but the potential was there. So I let them carry on completely oblivious to my awesomeness, then I turned and ran towards home.
Today as I hit the gate that marks where I get on and off the trail I stopped for a minute, I still had my .5km cool down walk back home, but the hard part was over. I'd done it. I'd run 4kms non stop, my warm up/cool down counts for 1km of my total mileage, my next goal is 6km, so I am running a true 5km.
I played it cool when I got home, just set my phone in front of Mike with my run stats on the screen and he knew right away, knew I had done it. I sat at the desk to log my run in my notebook and I admit to getting a wee bit weepy, there were times after starting this project when I thought I couldn't actually do this. I came back from runs defeated and discouraged and wondering what the hell I was even doing, but I kept with it. I can't even tell you why I did. My girl, The Mommy Project asked me how long I've been training and I've been running pretty steadily since mid March, before that it was pretty sporadic with no true gains in any way, shape or form. It's been hours now since I finished that run and I still can't believe I did it. Me. Who always wanted to be a runner, but didn't think I could. Who could barely run for 60 seconds a handful of months ago. I can't even tell you how proud of myself I am and that is a very hard thing for me to say, but I am and I should be and I should say so.