I never liked running. In junior high and high school we were required to do a "mile" run every term. I was always the last to finish. A few years ago I was visiting with a friend who had recently started running. I thought, "I could never do that." And then one day while I was on a walk, I decided to start jogging/running. I was in the cemetery a block away from where I live and I would pick a spot up ahead and run to that spot. Then I would pick another spot where I would start running again. Soon it became easier. I decided that I wanted to do a 5K to prove to myself that I can do it. Now it doesn't seem a big deal to go to the gym and run 3+ miles. I do feel like my time isn't as good on a treadmill as it is outside. I can't wait to get back outside.
To date I have done three 5K's.
- August 9, 2011--5K to benefit the White Earth Autism Association. This was at a conference I went to for work. 35 minutes 12 seconds
- September 11, 2011--5K for the Altru Breast Cancer Coalition. 36 minutes 40 seconds. I was dissappointed it took longer, but it was 80+ degrees that afternoon.
- October 23, 2011--UND Homecoming 5K. 39 minutes 3 seconds. Found out at the end of the race that someone directing runners sent us on a wrong turn and we ran and extra half mile. 3.6 miles instead of 3.1
I am now trying to make a decision about what I can do in an upcoming race. 5K? 10K? Half marathon?
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