I was 33 and a mother of two, three and under, when I first started running. I was chronically exhausted, out-of-shape and frequently made a meal out of dark chocolate peanut M&Ms. My friend Kate asked me to join her in running a 5k as a way to motivate us both to get out and run. I said yes. Not because I wanted to actually run. But because you don't say no to Kate. And also? I was tired of being tired and out of shape. And I figured if I started exercising more regularly, I could continue eating dark chocolate peanut M&Ms with minimal consequences.
Everybody starts somewhere, and for me, somewhere was finishing a 5k without stopping to walk. I never dreamed (not in my worst nightmare) that I'd run anything further than 3.1 miles. But then Kate roped me into running 5 miles in a marathon relay, and then running a 10k, and then....well you get the point. It's all Kate's fault. And I love her for it.
Fast forward to today. I'm training for my second half marathon. It was only a year ago (when I began training for the race I didn't get to run) that I increased my distance beyond 3 or 4 miles. What surprised me most about training for the half was how the distance went from terribly daunting to totally doable after less than three months of training.
You see, I'm the average Jo. When I started running, it felt anything but easy. I was convinced the elusive "runners high" was just a cruel hoax perpetrated by naturally gifted runners. I rolled my eyes at those deranged people who called running their "therapy." I'll stick to a glass of wine and a good book, thankyouverymuch.
But I kept running in my oh so average way. And with each mile, I grew stronger, faster than I was the month before. And it was a good feeling--an addictive feeling--when I realized I could run faster and farther at 36 than I could at 16. Pardon my dust, 16 year old self.
(That being said, even now I can't run one mile, downhill and with the
wind at my back at the same pace my friend Kristin can run 26.2 miles. If ever I get big-headed and call myself one bad mother runner, you can just remind me about Kristin, mmkay?)
Anyway, all of this is to say that no matter if you are just starting out, if you've never run a race in your life, if you are terrified of tackling 3.1 or 13.1 miles, you are more than capable. You can do this. We can do this.
I'd love to hear more from you. Do you believe that you can (run that 5k, 10k, or that half marathon) or are you doubting yourself? Tell me, what is holding you back from giving this running thing a shot? What goals have you set for yourself with respect to running? Have you signed up for a race? Have you found a training plan to help you get started?
Coming up tomorrow: We'll dig into some training details, and I'll share specifics about the training plan I've used to prepare for a half marathon.
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