Sunday, November 25, 2012
I am not a runner. I have resisted running most of my life. When I've tried it, it's usually ended in injury and misery.
But if I want to do triathlons next year, I have to become a runner again.
This year I signed up for my first ever Turkey Trot. The longest I had jogged (it's an abuse of language to call what I do "running") had been just over a mile, but I figured I could jog and walk and at least finish. I figured I'd jog until the second kilometer marker and then walk a bit. Daughter and a good friend were with me.
I jogged and jogged and started to get worried. Surely I'd gone more than 1k! Was I really in this bad of shape?
Then the first marker appeared. 1 MILE. Even though it was a 5k race, they were marking in miles. Well, at that point, I suddenly felt great! I was doing better than I thought!
I managed to jog the first full 2 miles, then walked for about half a mile, jogged a little more, walked a little more, and finished the last quarter mile at a jog. My time was just under 44 minutes. Not fast, but WAY better than I thought I was going to do! And I got an awesome t-shirt out of it!
It was so much fun that DD and I are signed up for another one next Saturday, the Reindeer Run. For that one we get t-shirts, plus jingle bells for our shoes. I think jogging along in the midst of all tht jingling will be fun!