A year ago Sunday is when I finally felt Iovercame my running ‘weakness’.
Exercise has always been a part of my life. Since I was little, I’ve been involved in a number of sports but only swimming stuck. I attributed this to the fact that I couldn’t run.
When I say I couldn’t run, I mean I would get red in the face, very short of breath, and my body would burn. Some might say this is just working hard but even now, I still doubt what my body could do.
For example, when I had to run a mile in high school under a certain time limit, I had to walk a lap cool down, fight back tears, and nurse a bloody nose that I got from all the effort. NOT my idea of a good time.
However, the spring semester of my freshman year in college, I started running a little. Outside at first, and then on the treadmill. I probably ran 2 miles at a time but I thought I was running 10. No biggie because that was the gateway I needed. I started to feel really good running and wanted to keep doing it and get better at it. The summer in between and my sophomore fall I hit the gym everyday, running and conditioning myself mainly because it was such a great workout.
This time last year I ran my first race, a 5k. I surprised myself with my time, my endurance and my ability to accomplish something I never thought I could. I finally felt that I could call myself a runner.
I continue to run (and do various other physical activities) but running has taught me that often we’re often the biggest obstacle in the way of our goals. Maybe I really couldn’t run when I was younger, but training myself and pacing my effort bit by bit showed me nothing is overly impossible. It might take sometime but the end result is absolutely worth it.
Currently, I’m training for a 15k and pushing myself even further.
Have an excellent weekend!