Tomorrow’s the big day. I’ll attempt my first 5K.
I’ll be proud of whatever I accomplish, because my goal was to complete the Couch to 5K program, sign up for and run a race. And even that seemed pretty nigh on impossible just 10 weeks ago.
But I secretly really really hope that I can do the whole 5K, because that would feel freakin’ awesome.
I’ve been having some problems with my right hip and leg during the last week so I’ve given them a rest from running since Tuesday. Today they feel very tight, but tomorrow is another day, and I’ve learned that there is no way to predict how a run is going to go until it’s underway.
Along the journey to tomorrow, I’ve amazed myself. I’ve been filled with gratitude and joy as I’ve watched my body go further than I thought it ever could. And I hope to keep running after the race is behind me…though I haven’t set any big goals for myself like a half-marathon. I just want to push myself to continue running 3 times a week and see what happens from there.
My mom and sister flew into town from Charlotte today, just to watch me run. (I know, how loved am I!?) I knew my sister was coming and that was exciting enough. But my mom standing at baggage claim when I drove up took me by complete surprise. What fun!
It’s an incredible privilege to have them here. A teeny tiny part of me is afraid that my run doesn’t warrant their commitment of so much time and so many air miles. That’s the part of me that used to be most of me, but now it’s just a teeny tiny part of me. So that’s a big improvement.
And most of me is pretty thrilled that so many people care and that my hoopla has actually led to something that may represent a small goal for many, but has added up to a big, big day for me.
I feel like I’m back in 7th grade, and I plan to wear pigtails tomorrow along with my “i run” t-shirt.
One way or the other, to quote Jesse, I guess “I got this.”
Thanks for being here with me and for supporting me every step of the way. You always knew I could do this, didn’t you? ( :
Night night! xo