A Runners Story – Part 3

please refer here for part 1 & part 2

I left you at the completion of my first 5k. . . I had finished what I had set out to do- but I hadn’t been bitten by the bug. I felt immensely accomplished- I had conquered… If only I listened to the advice of others and signed up for a race immediately. There were ones I looked at registering for sure… but any I wanted to run were on days that didn’t work- and honestly my heart wasn’t in it. My knee was giving me trouble- and I wimped out.

I could give you the excuses… school got insane {I am a business marketing major} …it was so nice to go home after class than putting in the hours at the gym, or going out for a run. Fact was I still wasn’t at a point where any of it was easy. 

If only someone would have told me- it gets easier… keep going.

my not so great 2nd 5k

I didn’t run another race until a year later. And it was a race I didn’t run for time. It took me a year- but come January of this year (2012) I began running again. I had been at sea level for 8 months and it was slow going- but again running became my outlet. . . When I either made time for it, or had to out of mental necessity- I took up the phrase “run until it doesn’t hurt anymore.” It was brilliant- running with no time clocks, or mile markers … it was like I was doing it for me- not to train… not for anything but me. I loved it. 

But then my knee would bruise, and get swollen- and I ended up stopping. That is until I was “walking” not allowed to run- and I tried it- just to the next electric pole… and it didn’t hurt- so I kept going. and going. it hurt after awhile… but it was the best run of my entire life. For the first time I didn’t want to stop- I didn’t want the loop to end. I was mind blown.

The next night when I was an emotional basket case- I ran 24 laps on the indoor track (3 miles) … and at the end of that- my heart wasn’t broken- it was numb… and numb was a relief.

“Run until it doesn’t hurt anymore”

Eventually bestie and I decided we needed to get a bit more serious about working out- no matter how crazy busy we were… so she signed up for a 10k and I signed up for the 5k. I knew I wasn’t in a place to run the 10… but I knew I was ready to run the 5. Partially I was stuck at 3 miles. I had never run over 3 miles in my life and I was slightly scared of anything more (of failing).

That 5k however rocked my world. Finally I felt strong. was the one passing people. When I passed the mile markers I was seriously sad because I couldn’t believe it was over when I crossed the finish line. It was at that moment I realized I was ready to cross that line- my friends and I had been discussing running the rock and roll half marathon– it was coming to Denver in september.

I was terrified but excited…. We signed up. 

And that is how zero turns into 13.1. One foot after another- taking a risk… pursuing the person you want to be… and I’ve found something amazing.

Me- the too slow one, the out of breath one, the one with a bum knee… I ran 7 miles yesterday. 

How did I do it? I found a training plan that didn’t scare me out of my wits. {It still scares me a little} … I have found that building a few extra weeks into training plans is one of my keys- if there is a week that I really struggle with the training runs- I simply repeat the week. {actually I am doing that this week- between my bum knee, and stomach cramps… this week was less than awesome even though I ran them all… I didn’t run them well – SO I’m listening to my body and repeating it} … and then I do what the plan says- one foot after another. . . trusting it isn’t going to kill me. 

And that is where I am. September 22 … I am going to be a half marathoner : )

and you bet your bottom I am going to get the sweet 13.1 sticker for my car!

I have finally come to terms with the fact that I am a runner… there isn’t a list of qualifications. Are you a runner? Do you want to be a runner? Welcome to the club : ) it’s fun here.

One foot in front of another- it does get better… and it does get easier.

Xoxo Bb

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3 thoughts on “A Runners Story – Part 3

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