Who am I? I define myself as a mom, a writer, a knitter, a wife, even a soccer mom. I would never in a million years add runner to that list. Seriously, have you seen my butt? Runners have much smaller butts than I do. But, we need to back up a bit for all this to make sense.
I have been challenging myself to do things I never believed that I could. One of them was to run a 5K. Which I did in mid-October. I was pretty proud of myself for doing that. I am now even faster and able to go farther than I did then. It amazes me.
This weekend my SIL asked me to run with her and friend in a 5 mile race while we are in for Thanksgiving. Now, let's do a little math, a 5K and a 5 mi race are not same same. As you may recall from studing the metric system, 5 kilometers is actually 3.1 miles. So a 5 mi race is almost double what I have accomplished so far. I would also like to add I have NEVER run that far at one time in my life.
Seriously, if you had asked me to run in July, I would have told you "Only if a bear is chasing me." I started to run in August, and celebrated running a whole 1/2 mile without stopping to walk. Now in 4 short months I am considering running 5 miles? There is something wrong here. If you see locust, don't be surprised.
I was sharing this story with a friend. She asked me, as I was telling her about how I was considering running 5 miles on Thanksgiving, if I was a runner. Even Bob didn't immediately say I was a runner. He said no. I said no. It isn't part of my definition of myself.
Really, what is a runner? The dictionary definition is someone who runs. I run. But, still, I am not ready to call myself a runner. Right now, I am out there proving a point to myself and the world. I am doing something I never thought I could. I am showing the world, that while I may not look like someone who can run 5 miles, guess what I can. haha jokes on you.. you non-believer.
Some things I have learned on this journey is that running is more a mental thing than a physical thing. I think our minds tell us not to do something, but in reality our bodies can do them. I think we get overwhelmed by the magnitude of the task and give up. I am not fast, but I keep on keeping on. Oh, another thing... socks matter, who knew.
Runner or not, on Thanksgiving, I am going to run 5 miles. Not because I want to be able to eat more, but because I want to prove to myself and everyone else that I can!
I have been challenging myself to do things I never believed that I could. One of them was to run a 5K. Which I did in mid-October. I was pretty proud of myself for doing that. I am now even faster and able to go farther than I did then. It amazes me.
This weekend my SIL asked me to run with her and friend in a 5 mile race while we are in for Thanksgiving. Now, let's do a little math, a 5K and a 5 mi race are not same same. As you may recall from studing the metric system, 5 kilometers is actually 3.1 miles. So a 5 mi race is almost double what I have accomplished so far. I would also like to add I have NEVER run that far at one time in my life.
Seriously, if you had asked me to run in July, I would have told you "Only if a bear is chasing me." I started to run in August, and celebrated running a whole 1/2 mile without stopping to walk. Now in 4 short months I am considering running 5 miles? There is something wrong here. If you see locust, don't be surprised.
I was sharing this story with a friend. She asked me, as I was telling her about how I was considering running 5 miles on Thanksgiving, if I was a runner. Even Bob didn't immediately say I was a runner. He said no. I said no. It isn't part of my definition of myself.
Really, what is a runner? The dictionary definition is someone who runs. I run. But, still, I am not ready to call myself a runner. Right now, I am out there proving a point to myself and the world. I am doing something I never thought I could. I am showing the world, that while I may not look like someone who can run 5 miles, guess what I can. haha jokes on you.. you non-believer.
Some things I have learned on this journey is that running is more a mental thing than a physical thing. I think our minds tell us not to do something, but in reality our bodies can do them. I think we get overwhelmed by the magnitude of the task and give up. I am not fast, but I keep on keeping on. Oh, another thing... socks matter, who knew.
Runner or not, on Thanksgiving, I am going to run 5 miles. Not because I want to be able to eat more, but because I want to prove to myself and everyone else that I can!
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