I grew up avoiding all forms of exercise. I was the girl in high school who walked the mile because I literally hated running; hated exerting any form of energy that caused me to sweat or “feel like crud;” and truly never felt I was going to be good at anything “athletic.”
Due to the fact that I had lived most of my life avoiding all forms of exercise, my weight suffered in my early twenties. Through forms of diet, I was able to lose a substantial amount of weight, but not necessarily in a healthy way. A routine physical in early 2010 proved that dieting wasn’t going to cut it anymore; more had to be done.
On July 1st, 2010 I took my first step into uncharted territory. I registered for my first 5K race scheduled for October 2010. I had several friends who had been running/training for years and I figured if they could do it, I could too. Was I excited about it? NO WAY. Was I going to be told “no you can’t do this?” NO WAY.
So I ran. I soon found it was a means to keeping my sanity in a world that has been slightly chaotic due to many life changes; to put it mildly. I soon saw results in my body, in my overall health, and in my daily life and mood. And I became addicted.
I am one of those people that eat, sleep, dream, and breathe running. My first race was a monumental moment I will never forget and I am so amazed at what my body has been through in the past year, and I’m encouraged by the results I’ve been seeing.
I have learned so much about myself throughout this short journey, and I look forward to sharing all the new things I’m going to continue to learn with you all.
I’m no longer shunning all forms of exercise, but literally running towards it as fast as possible.
Follow along on my journey as I put my mind, body, and spirit to the test as I attempt to train for my first half marathon. 13.1 miles. I definitely can do it! AND SO CAN YOU!