It all started months ago when I began this blog. Realizing how out of shape I was when I did aerial fitness, I let my friend Tish talk me into going to the gym. It was for a kick class. I joined, then came back for other classes. It was when we had to run the track and I couldn't make it two laps without feeling like I was going to die, that I realized, I should get healthier. Somehow the definition of healthy to me became, "I need to be able to run a 5k.
I began running almost every day. The track at the gym is set up for every 10 laps equals one mile. I started small. I would run a lap, walk a lap, run a lap, walk a lap. I read about couch to 5k, it was simple and I made my own modifications because of my work schedule. Making it work while going to work was the hardest part. I was working third shift and after a twelve hours of work it was difficult to motivate myself to run for an hour. As I kept going it got easier. I remember the day I ran a whole mile without stopping. I called everyone I could just to tell them what I had done. I hadn't been able to do that since high school gym class. I kept going, everyday I possibly could.
That brings us to the day of the race. I am so intensely proud of myself. The color run was more about fun than about times or completing it quickly. Runners line up in white shirts and have powdered colors poured on them. This race was not timed and a lot of people walked. There were four sections of color, purple, pink, yellow, and orange! As you run through the colors people with giant ketchup bottles full of powered color throw the color on the runners. We finished in about half an hour, (we walked when we got a drink and I think I had to tie my shoe).I was a person barely able to run 2/10 of a mile and I made it through 3.1. It just goes to show if you work hard and put your mind to it, you can really accomplish goals. Maybe next time I'll do one that's timed....
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