My Journey

Hello and welcome to my very first blog post!  I hope you enjoy reading about my experiences.

A couple of years ago I really started thinking about running.  I used to run in high school and college, and even a little afterwards, but that had been a long time ago.  One of my friends kept inviting me to run with her, and she was always talking about how much fun the races were.  I kept turning her down.  One day I just decided I would go try.  I was so out of shape that it was miserable!  I don’t know what clicked inside of me, but I was determined to become a runner.  I was tired of just coming home from work and sitting around all night.  I started running several days a week.  But, by running, I mean jogging and mostly walking at first.  I tried the couch to 5K app, and I didn’t really like it.  So, I just started pushing myself to run to the next mailbox, or the next, or to the end of the road, and so on.  I would set little goals for myself and I would push to meet them.  I kept doing this until I was seeing that I was going further without stopping.  I don’t know how long it took me, but one day I could actually run 3 miles without stopping.  My friend got me to sign up for a race with her.  She was so excited, my husband was so excited, and my family was so excited.  I was terrified!  I was so self-conscious that I didn’t want to run where anyone could see me.  I had only been running on a side road by my house.  There wasn’t ever anyone outside, so it didn’t bother me.  But, to run where people could actually look at me scared me.   I guess I was worried that if I had to stop and walk that someone might see me and judge me?!  I don’t know, it’s ridiculous, but it’s really what I thought.

So, I ran the race and I did AWFUL! The absolute worst time that I have ever had. (somewhere around 35 mins) I know I should be proud that I actually finished it, and I am.  But, I was so embarrassed by my time.  I knew I could do better, and it made me more determined to try harder.  I started pushing myself harder, and running more.  I made myself run at least 5 days a week, and I even started running some with my friend.  But, I was so afraid that if I had a bad run, I would cause her to have one too.  I know that was silly, and that it was more about just being together than running.  The next month, I ran another race and I ROCKED it!  I was so proud of myself.  I finished in 27:08.  After this, I was addicted.  I loved the feeling of accomplishment that I got after finishing a race.

My first race - it was a 4th of July race
My first race – it was a 4th of July race

I still kept running 5k’s with my friend, but I also started adding more miles in my daily runs.  This helped me to start making healthier choices with food.  I started listening to my body and realizing that I can’t eat a hamburger and fries at lunch and then try to run 5-6 miles that afternoon. I also realized that it didn’t do me any good to get up and run several miles and then go eat a huge meal afterwards.  I also started drinking a ton more water.  I started to feel better, and my runs were actually becoming easier.

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This has been a long journey for me, but one that I am proud of.  Anytime I start to feel down or not very motivated to run, I think about how far I’ve come.  In the next posts, I will share more about my running adventures in the last couple of years.

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4 thoughts on “My Journey

  1. Britsrundisney

    Welcome to blogging! Looking forward to following along with your running journey!

    1. runandlivehappy

      Thank you so much! And thanks for following me!!

  2. Britsrundisney

    Welcome to blogging! Looking forward to following along with your running journey!

    1. runandlivehappy

      Thank you so much! And thanks for following me!!

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