Yesterday, my husband and I both finished the local YMCA’s St. Patrick’s Day 5K Run/Walk. He did the run and I did the walk.
A couple months ago I told my trainer I intended on working on the couch to 5K (again) and trying to run this one instead of doing my normal 90 minute workout with him. He told me that I would be better off doing the workout because I would burn calories for longer after the workout was over than if I ran.
So I decided to do the workout.
When I heard my sister in law and husband both intended to do the run, I decided I would register, and if I was feeling good enough after the workout, I would do the walk.
I wasn’t feeling so great after the difficult workout, but I decided to suck it up and do the walk anyway.
It was extremely hard. I regretted doing it before I even took the first time. I also regretted wearing my brand new running shoes.
As I winded my way through town, I had to talk myself out of stopping at friends houses along the route and begging them to drive me back to my car.
I was tired, sore from the workout, my feet hurt, and I was getting shin splints with every step. Around the 2 mile walk I texted my husband, who i was confident had already finished his run.
Me: My back hurts so bad.
Me: That’s all I have done
Him: U got it. Where are you?
About 5 minutes later I see him walking up the street toward me. Honestly, I was fighting back tears. Now I knew there was no way I wasn’t going to finish. He wouldn’t let me.
He walked the rest of the way with me, and made me jog the last 1/10 of a mile or so.
To say I was dusted at the end is quite the understatement.
It was far from my best 5K time ever, but with the exception of my first ever race, it was the one I am most proud of for finishing.
I am also INCREDIBLY proud of my husband and sister in law for each finishing in under 28 minutes.
Living a healthy lifestyle isn’t always easy, but it is so much better when you have company!