Friday, March 18, 2011
Today I got up the courage to sign up for my very first 5K race.
I want to believe with all of me that there is a athlete hiding some where inside of me just like "The spark" book says but I have never gone out and competed in anything. When I was a child I was active but never encouraged to do "boy" things like track or sports. My mother was convinced that I would get hurt, that I was to much of a "tom boy" already & that I needed to act more like a lady so she did not let me get involved. By the time I was a teenager I was convinced that because I was heavy and have inherited week ankles I could not participate anyway but there has always bean a secret competitor in me.
I have watched from the bleachers as my brothers played football, watched from the sidelines as my boyfriend ran in track meets, and even now I watch as my children go to baseball and soccer games with the same feeling deep inside. There is some thing about the thrill of pushing yourself to do your best, being apart of a team, working with others who are giving it there all, and win or loose knowing you have accomplished something that took every last ounce of your strength that just thrills me to my core.
I know I have limits, I can not run due to my ankles but I CAN speed walk, swim, bike, & dance with the best of them. Nothing is holding me back now I am looking forward to my first Taste of a race from a competitors perspective
from the sidelines
My race is on April 17-2011 I will let you know how I do