Tuesday, March 4, 2014

My journey to and through the Epic 5K: Part 1

At the beginning of last year, I made a list of goals for things I wanted to do during the course of 2013. One of those was run in a race...a short race. The main reason I placed this on my list was to just see if I could do it. Kind of like pushing yourself to make a bullseye at 60 yards with your bow ten times. You may never need to do anything like that but it's always cool to accomplish something you have never done before.

The year went on and I wasn't any closer to running a race than I was when the year started. I think it was during late summer I decided that I would sign up for the 2014 Little Rock Marathon 5K. Then I completely blocked it from my memory. As the year went on I hardly ran at all. Before registering, the only time I would run was if something bigger than me was chasing me! My wife likes to run 5Ks and half-marathons frequently with a group of runners in our hometown so I at least had someone that knew more about running than I did.

Part of the crowd before the race began

About the end of December last year I asked her when we should start training for the race and she immediately said, "Uh now." Then the gravity of the situation hit me...this is about to get real for me. So we would get up early before work and run on our path we had mapped out. Then it got colder and the weather worsened and I didn't run for a while. But as the weather got better on certain days we got back on track and slowly worked my way up to doing almost a mile running without stopping.

Once again the realness set in when she told me that we would have to push it to two miles since we are running a race that is more than one mile. This wasn't an issue for my wife because as I mentioned before, she runs all the time. For me, it was an issue. I do have to give much thanks to my awesome wife for pushing me and keeping me motivated to accomplish this goal. We ran when it was frigid outside, dodged skunks, ran when we were tired and when we didn't want to at all.

Me putting on my best race face

Finally, the week of the race got here and I was so ready to get this mess over with! My knees were tired of pounding the pavement and I had just about lost all motivation. Prior to the race during our practice, I never could get up to the full distance that the race was going to be. Then I started getting worried that I wasn't going to be able to finish since I never made it that far during our training. The last thing I wanted to do was have to bow out.

Saturday came, we put our race numbers on our shirts and headed to Little Rock. I really didn't know what to expect but it turned out to be an awesome experience. The running community is much like the hunting community with everyone being super friendly. Everyone is there with one common goal: to finish the race and root each other on. There was a huge crowd there just to cheer everyone on!

Tomorrow I'll let you in on Part 2 and how I fared!


4 comments:

  1. I have to grown to like running...not love, but like. If I don't get to do it a few times a week my body hates me.

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    1. I think I may be falling into the exact same category, Al. I probably won't ever love running but I'm getting to the point where it's an easy way to get the heartbeat up. Thanks for leaving a comment!

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