Thanksgiving day I jogged/walked my first 5k. No training. Haven’t done a whole lot of working out since I had my youngest 7 months ago. I was pumped to do it. So the count down began…5, 4, 3, 2, 1!!! I was off!! Going good. Going good. Going good. Going…alright. Going…going..what was I thinking! Then I heard “that’s half a mile folks!” WHAT!?!
Oh lord ok. No turning back now!
About a mile later it seemed to get easier…per say. I luckily had two great cheerleaders pushing me through it!
I see the finish line! I hear a cheerleader say “ok now sprint!!!!” Wahhhhhhhhhhhh hahaha I finished!! Oh I am going to barf!
Thank goodness, I didn’t barf. But I did finish!! And about 10min later I got the “runners high” I heard so much about. Felt great. So glad I did it. I could feel every muscle in my body and they were not happy but who cares. I finished!