Wednesday I saw a Facebook post from my friend Lisa about a free 5k run. Running a 5k is a goal of mine and free certainly was a motivator. I decided it was time to see how well I could do. My expectations were not high, I just wanted to try.
I have been running (more like jogging, I am really S L O W) for a couple of months now. I started my diet and new lifestyle in June and as the weight has left my body I have increased my activity level. I can now run two miles without stopping. So, a 5K run isn’t really out of the question, it is a goal within reach.
I signed up on-line for the run and didn’t pay much attention to the sponsorship info. It didn’t matter to me; I was going to participate no matter what The run was named “Step In The Name Of Love Walk/Run”.
Thursday night at pool I told my friend Ben that I was going to run a 5K and he said he might run it with me. I pretty much thought it was a courtesy thing he was saying because people say they will do things all the time and never do. I let him off the hook immediately and didn’t give it another thought and was very surprised Friday evening when I received a text from Ben that said he would see me in the morning. I was so touched by his support but still didn’t really think he would show up. Lo and behold, Ben called this morning and was already there waiting for me.
We weren’t exactly sure of the location of the event so we parked our car and started walking to find the event. About a mile later, we found it. Already I am tired.
Central Florida has had beautiful weather all week, hot but low humidity. This morning it feels like a sauna. I have no idea what the temperature is but it is hot and muggy already. This is not looking very positive but no worries!
While waiting in line to finish registration and get our numbers, it dawns on me that the event is a 12-Step event and figure out that it is for people affiliated with recovery and their families. I have been affiliated with the 12-Steps for over 20 years and know what amazing people belong to this amazing fellowship.
The paperwork said the runners started at 7:30 and the walkers started at 8. I know we started late which is not unusual for these things. When the herd took off we were in the rear and I could not keep up with Ben at all. I could tell I was pushing myself too hard so I stopped and told him to go ahead without me and I was glad that he did. I ended up following two other people and was ok being last. It would have been a bit humiliating if the walkers that started a half hour later caught up with me but that didn’t happen.
I was plodding along the route, following others; while the others were already completely out of sight. The trail was marked with yellow ribbons but they were not very close together. Most of them I never saw at all and was really glad this lady leading the way knew where she was going. OR so I thought. We ended up in the woods following a path that lead to nowhere. It is hard to run in the woods by the way so I gave up and started walking. We back-tracked our steps and I fell even further behind, this time on purpose. Once I started running again they were gone and I followed what I thought was the correct path.
I have lost 50+ pounds so far and I have not invested in any new work-out clothes. Since I am nowhere near my goal it would be a waste of money to invest in sweat clothes that I will not wear very long. Given that, the more I sweat the more the clothes stretched. My pants were starting to fall down and I had mistakenly knotted the tie. Now I am laughing at the sight of myself, pulling up my sweat-soaked pants because I couldn’t re-tie them.
By the time I found the finish line I was exhausted. I have no idea how far I ran or walked or how much of the course I even used. All I know is that I crossed the finish line and my dear friend Karen had come out to take pictures! That was the nicest surprise ever! And there was Lisa too, cheering me on! Amazing!
Ben had finished the run and when we were talking he told me he couldn’t believe we had to run the track twice. TWICE? No way, I am not even sure I ran it once!
Am I disappointed that I didn’t accomplish the goal? Not one bit. I did actually, because I showed up and I tried. I wanted to see how I would do and I did!
- I am not ready to run a 5k. I need to train a bit more before I attempt it again.
- September 17 is still too hot to attempt a 5k for the first time, untrained.
- Nothing starts on time
- Addicts don’t follow directions
- Even after 20+ years co-dependents follow addicts anywhere
- It is easier to run the track you are used to than a new one that is unfamiliar
- Friends show up and their support is priceless
- Progress not perfection.
- I am loved.
I set my goals and work toward them. I still believe with all my heart it’s the journey not the destination. Today I did something different, learned something and didn’t give up. I had a great day!
9/18 – I forgot to add the pictures Karen took!