I’m not so much a runner.  I have short stocky little tree trunks for legs.  Exercising outside makes me want to vomit.  All around it’s not my favorite thing in the world.  Occasionally I try it, but then I stop and decide I hate it.

But I’ve hit an exercising wall.  I have no motivation to work out at the gym very hard. And well, I really like cupcakes so I needed something to counteract the deliciousness.  I started using the Couch To 5K program and I loved it!  I can totally get on board with running for sixty seconds.  That’s simple!   And then I began to like it.  A lot.

And on Saturday, I ran my first 5K!  I’d gotten to busy for the Couch to 5K, and hadn’t run any significant long distance in a while.  But my Aunt was coming to town, and she’s a runner.  So, with one week notice I prepared to run my first 5K.  I had three goals…

1. Get across the finish line.

2. Don’t be last.

3. Don’t die.

It was a raging success!  I finished without dying and actually enjoyed myself.  It was fantastic!   That runners’ high that people talk about, yeah, that’s real.  It was incredible and I’m thrilled to be running my next one in September in New York.  My friends tell me that this will lead to more races.  Long ones.  Maybe triathlons.  I’m pretty sure that’s not even in my realm of consideration at the moment… but oddly enough, I haven’t ruled it out either!  I never in a million years would have thought I’d do anything like this.  And I couldn’t be more proud of myself!