Saturday, January 17, 2015

Come Run!

I started running almost 2 years ago. This was a big deal for me because I hated running. I hated how it made my lungs burn and my body ache. But mostly, I hated it because I wasn't any good. I wasn't fast and I couldn't go very far. Being a competitive person, this was my excuse for not doing it, for not trying.

Clearning up after my
irst race, Squaw Creek
Army Challenge, with a
great friend!
But after having 3 kids and not exercising a whole lot other than chasing them around, I figured I needed to do something that would get me back into shape. I'm not going to pretend it was easy. It really, really, REALLY sucked at first. I didn't really know what I was doing so I just went out, ran as far as I could without puking, than walked, than ran, than walked and so on. It was not fun and my body hurt...a lot. But I kept going until I was running more and walking less. Soon I was finally running 3 miles without stopping. It was slow but I was doing it.
Goal was to get in the 25's...
achieved with the help of a good
friend who kept me going!

I signed up for my first race about 4 months after I started running. I signed up with a friend to do an Army challenge. My pride was on the line and that is what kept me running. I didn't want to walk and I didn't want to be the last one out there. And now I know I didn't really need to stress about it. Nobody cared how I did. Everyone was just excited to be out there together doing something they loved.

First 10K with my sis-in-law and some
good running buddies!
I learned something very important that day. Being a runner makes you part of a wonderful community. Running brings people together. I was running with one of my best friends who could have killed it. But she stuck with me, encouraging me through the whole thing. I saw this over and over again as we ran, crawling through mud and over obstacles. Everyone was out there supporting each other no matter how "good" they were.

Half marathon with my sister
and her husband...both have
been awesome supports!
After that race, I signed up for another and then another. And with each race, although I ran my "own race," I had friends and acquiantences who kept me going, who were so supportive no matter if they were faster or slower than me. I started to discover it wasn't really how fast I ran or what place I came in (although that continues to motivate me), it was about getting out there, being positive, and being supportive of each other. I discovered it wasn't necessarily about being competetive with others but being competetive with myself, to set goals and to try to achieve them. It was about being part of a community who understands your struggles, builds you up instead of tearing you down, and pushes you to keep going and get after your goals.

My daughter's first 5K at age 7.
She finished in 39:58. So proud of her!
In every race I have run, I have experienced examples of the amazing spirit of this community of runners: The random guy who ran with me for about a mile during a 10k, cheered me on to keep up my pace and made me laugh when I was struggling; my sister who enrouaged me to sign up for my first half marathon this fall; my two running buddies who helped me train for that half even though they were not running it themselves; the girl behind me in an 8K who I heard thank every single volunteer we ran past; a friend who offered to watch my kids this afternoon just so I could go out and run.

A very hot, muggy 10K with some
awesome runners from my community.
Running has obviously changed my life. My intended outcome was to get into better shape and be a good example to my children by incoorporating exercise into my daily routine. I never expected it to affect my emotional well being as much as it has. I certainly never expected it to be something I would come to love. And I never, ever expected to feel so much love and support from fellow runners.

I am proud to be part of this community. It's a community of love, support, and encouragement. It's a community that inspires me to get out there and do my best. It's a community that humbles me by the overwhelming support they give to honor those who are no longer able to run. It's a community with a spirit you can't really understand until you become a part of it.

Come join our community. Come run!