Friday, October 2, 2009

I did it!

I did something I never thought I'd do.

I did something I joked about never doing my whole life and instead of doing something about it I figured I'd never, ever do it.

I did something that even when I started working toward it seemed unattainable.

I did something that some people (including my husband) may not fully appreciate the amazingness of.


I can't even believe it, and I'm still a little in shock, but most of all I am SO proud of myself!

I have never run a mile.  Ever.  Not in middle school, or high school, or when I played tennis or soccer.  When I was younger, I had a big growth spurt that messed up the growth of my knees so if I ran they would bang together and cause swelling and bruising.  That created a big note for P.E., and combined with pretty bad asthma (that I, again, had a note for) meant that I never had to run the mile.  I enjoyed not running the mile, I loved that I didn't have to do it.  In high school I didn't have to take P.E. because I was on the tennis team and when we had to run before practice I'd totally fake it because we ran around the school and out of sight.  Whenever I had to run, I'd sprint, and I was actually pretty fast, but I couldn't sustain it.

Yesterday, I did it!

The reason I'm so shocked is because I have not been very dedicated to my C25K program and I don't think I've ever tried to run for over a week because of the heat (excuses, excuses).  I went out on my lunch break with the intent to walk around this old track by work. 

I walked 1/2 mile and suddenly had the urge to run, so I did, with no timer or goal or plan.  As I passed 1/4 mile I still felt good, so I kept at it.  I thought to myself, wouldn't it be great to run 1/2 mile?  I couldn't believe it as I was running.  I couldn't believe I was still moving and I didn't feel like dying.  At 3/4 of a mile I could feel myself wearing down a bit, but the fact that I was still running made me feel amazing.  Amazing!

As I passed the mile point I was literally talking to myself, congratulating myself, telling myself how proud I was.  Thankfully no one was around, but really, who cares?  I honestly don't know if I've ever been more proud of myself. 

I know that to a lot of people running a mile is just a warm up, and I hope that someday I will be one of those people, but right now I feel so amazing for accomplishing something I truly never thought I'd be able to.