That night I ran almost a 5K, up and down a hill that still intimidates me to this day, and I fell in love. I fell in love with the ache in my legs, the burning in my lungs, the exhilaration of pushing myself harder than I had in many, many years. I discovered my inner badass.
I joined dailymile.com a week later and since I began logging my workouts I have run over 825 miles.
I have run three official 5Ks and improved my time by almost ten minutes from the first to the third. I have run over half a dozen 10Ks and also improved my time there by the same. Hopefully by the end of this month I will knock over three minutes off my 10K PR!
I have also run two half marathons, my first just six months after I started running. I love the distance, and I can't wait to be running halfs more frequently.
Just a mere three days after my one year runniversary I was supposed to toe the line at my first marathon. It is well-documented on this blog why I won't be running that marathon . . . but the fire is just as lit in me today as it ever has been. I will start training again as soon as I can!
Running has connected me to so many other wonderful mother runners, blogging runners, my BRFs (best running friends), and the amazing group in my intervals class.
I look forward to many more years of logging miles, of racking up PRs, and of challenging myself with new distances until I am old and gray.