What a difference a year makes! I was the girl in high school that walked the mile. I hated any form of exercise. So when my friend asked me to sign up for a mud run last May, I shocked everyone by saying yes. I had recently divorced and decided I needed to try some new things, why not run in a mud pit?
The training started out ugly, I was a single mom of 3 working full time and had very little free time to run, I did c25k for almost 3 months and couldn't get past week 4.
Then end of July hits and I came down with a mysterious infection that went septic. By the time I made it to the ER I was near death. The doctors told me I would have died that day if I had stayed home. I was in the ICU for 5 days and my biggest worry was that I couldn't continue my c25k. I also had my first 5k coming up less than 3 weeks later. My doctor told me I could not run it so I walked that first 5k. A month later, I did that mud run.
I signed up for a few more 5Ks that fall/winter and still not able to complete a 5k without walking. Then in Dec, I finally ran an entire 5k in 34:38. It was such a wonderful feeling after 7 months of trying!
A year later, I have completed many 5k's, a 12k, and the Rock n' Roll half marathon that I did as a last minute sub.
I never believed in my wildest dreams that I would be able to complete a half. During that last mile, I almost couldn't finish because I was trying so hard not to cry, not from being tired, but because I was so close to doing something I thought was impossible for me.
I still struggle to find time to run, most of the time I run twice a week. I've lost 2 toenails, tried 5 different running shoes before finding my perfect shoe, and have discovered the wonderful world of the running community.
I am a runner.
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