As much as I want to believe that I run like a graceful gazelle, I’m pretty sure it’s more like a flailing flamingo. I apologize to all the visitors on the trail, who for the past few months had to witness me wheezing, gasping for air, and see snot running down my nose, while I trained for a 5K. As you can tell, I am not a runner—I have never been one.
However, I thought it was about time I challenged myself. (Waking up in the morning is a huge challenge for me, but you get what I’m saying.) I was also extremely motivated by my good friend Kristen, who had run the 2015 Houston Half Marathon! (Note: I have no intention of doing a marathon, unless it involves Netflix.)
Last year, I had every intention of signing up for a 5K. In this excitement to try out my least favorite activity, I fell and scraped my knee…during my first practice run (of course). I ended up having to go to urgent care, where after a horrified look from even the doctor, he managed to scrape my skin together and patch it up with six stitches. It took over three months for the wound to heal. When I tried to start running again, it just wasn’t a good experience, so I stopped.
A couple months back (after the election) I learned about the Houston Area Women’s Center’s Race Against Violence 5K. This was it…I signed up. Even if this meant I would have knee replacement surgery at 35—I really wanted this challenge, and even more, I wanted to help a cause that will definitely need more exposure over the next few years.
To tons of people, a 5K (3.1 miles) is a fun, leisurely run in the park with unicorns and glitter. To me—it’s daunting and deathly. However, I wanted to prove to myself that maybe I could at least run half of it without stopping. When I started training in December, I could barely do ½ a mile without wanting to fall over and puke. Putting that aside, the runs were really killer on my knees and legs. I felt more worn out, than energized; but I kept pushing myself through the pain, and continued to train week after week into February.
On the morning of the run, I was nervous—like I was eight again, when no one wanted me on their relay team in P.E. because I sucked. Also, there were some serious runners out there. People were doing practice/warm-up runs (like WTF does that even mean?!). One couple was so in sync in their running and timing—you’d think they were training for some weird Olympic couples running dance sport. Also, to the girl who showed up in nothing but short shorts and a sports bra in 45 degree/super arctic cold winds—go girl. You go.
Putting that all aside, I really was nervous—I had never done anything like this before. I was so convinced I was going to get trampled on, or even worse, one of my legs would give out like it does when I walk sometimes! However, when I started running, I just couldn’t stop. I don’t know if it was the cold, my orchestral epic movie-theme music, or just determination, but I ran all of it, and 2 ½ minutes faster than what I had been running in my training rounds (!) I truly never thought I would, or even could do something like this.
Not only did I feel accomplished, but was so proud to have run with hundreds of other Houstonians, and taken part in a cause that raises awareness and promotes education. While this run helped me believe in myself a bit more, in the grand scheme of things, I really do hope events like this help others believe that a better life is out there for them.
Now, I’m sure the burning question is, “Is she going to do it again?” The answer is yes—same race next year. I also have my eyes set on the 10K Rodeo Run. So yeah…I also see that knee replacement surgery in two years…eh…
By the way, this happens to be one of my favorite outfits. I love each one of these pieces especially since I can wear them year-round. A few weeks back, when it was colder, I paired this same outfit with black tights and booties. With it being spring soon, I can see me wearing it just like this, or just simply the dress with a pair of flats or flip-flops for a more casual look. In my last post I mentioned that my next post was going to be a DIY, but I didn’t get a chance to take pictures of the final look. Hopefully this weekend I can get those down, and put up here.