I have absolutely no idea what happened to the blog to make it disappear
for a few days, but we appear to be back in business now! So, on to the post I came to write...
I'm starting to finally realize that I'm more in shape than I give myself credit for. Let me explain. I'm not a runner. I never have been. But, long story short, I accidentally hit the "run" button on a treadmill at the gym the other day, and it wasn't horrible! I kept up and was able to run for a little bit. In fact, I decided that I wanted to try it again, so I hit the run button again and ran for 3 1/2 minutes. Again, nothing major, but nothing that I normally do. Fast forward 2 days and I'm at the gym with my son, who is doing athletic training with my trainer. Anyway, they go off and do their thing and I workout. I decided to try to run on the treadmill again, but I told myself I would run until I couldn't run anymore. I ended up going a little short of a mile and a half! To that point the farthest I'd ever run was 3/4 of a mile. I was stoked! So stoked, in fact, that I agreed to run a 5K with my training partner. So now, I guess I'm training to
run a 5K!
Doing a 5K in and of itself isn't a huge thing, because I've done them before. But, I've never RUN one before. I've run a little/walked a little, but never run all of it. As someone who doesn't run, that whole concept was foreign to me. But, I'm doing it. Slowly, but surely, I'm doing it. That's something that I never thought I could do. Not just that I didn't want to, I didn't think I was in shape enough to run 3.2 miles. But now I think maybe I am!
