Before I became a runner (and I use the term loosely), I lived under the misconception that people who run races are all super athletes. I ran my first race about 10 years ago; the Monument Avenue 10K in Richmond, VA, with a couple girlfriends that talked me into it. I was nervous. They had all already completed races and so I was the only newbie. Plus, I had this horror that I would come in last or worse, not finish.
What was it Mark Twain said, “I have known a great many troubles, but most of them never happened.”
I have found this to be true in just about every aspect of my life. The 10K was no exception.
My friends and I ran in a pack. Some people run for time but we ran together for support. I was amazed to see the different body shapes running or walking. You had everything from the professionals that raced across the finish line first, miles (literally) ahead of me that looked like gazelles. To people who were obese and were using this race to jump start a new life into fitness. To people who were coming back from the brink of death and using this race to snub the grim reaper.
There were bands and fans with signs cheering everyone on.
I was not expecting such fan-fare. It motivated me to keep running. No matter how hard I train, there is always a point in the race that I feel I am not I am going to make it. That is when the cheers of the fans keep me focused. When my friends and I crossed the finish line, I felt such a sense of accomplishment.
I was hooked.
The fall is upon us and a great time to pick a race to run. Most of the websites give you a training schedule and sometimes you can find a training group through your local Y or Stroller Strides.
It is not about winning the race. It is about personal accomplishment. Ignore your fears. Just set a goal and reach for it!
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