On December 2011, a friend invited me to go for a run with a couple of girls. Well, actually, I invited myself. At the time, I was doing a program called Personal Running Trainer and was doing the 5k portion of it. I was running on a track and got bored but was too intimidated to run in the park with the regular running folk. I needed a little boost, you see.
In came BGR, Black Girls Run, a running group that encourages African-American women to make fitness and healthy living a priority. I joined her at the park to meet the girls and off I went and finished the loop in the park for the very first time. I was elated! I did it! With the help of fantastic women running and/or walking in a group. Fast forward to running a half marathon (which I thought was a 10K) without any "goo" (had no knowledge of what that was or if it was even helpful) and was traumatized. Although I finished, with a bad cramp in my calves ( I should of worn compression socks) and my soles burning...I made it through the finish line looking like a seven month pregnant lady (I was so swollen). I accomplished my first half and was glad but was terrified. I finished a half and it beat me up..now what? I made excuses and got scared of my own expectations.
I'm now geared with my Nike Running app in hand and is running for 35 min at least twice a week. I'm a single working mom and not an early riser. I'm sure I will get to where I'm going but by myself for now with the motivation of the group. It's something I have to do myself so that I'm not dependent of the group...am I making sense? I think I am. Next month I will add 10 min or maybe 5 min to the runs until I'm brave enough to sign up for a race again.
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