So I sat & looked at my Instagram all weekend at people running the Star Wars half marathon... & reading recaps of the full weekend of running in Disney a few weekends ago... & here I am, proud to have done my first 5k of the year. :) #gome
It's funny how I my perspective has changed on races & goals & moving...
I love seeing what others are doing. I read in awe... proud of everyone for doing amazing jobs at getting out there & getting it done.
I'm also proud of me for getting moving again. Abet slow... but moving.
It was such a beautiful day on Saturday & the hubs was working, so I put on some yoga pants, my tech jacket, which I haven't had on forever... & loaded up my ipod & went to my spot.
My goal? Just to keep going until I hit a 5k... easy enough... no time limit, no pressure. Just inhale the fresh air, enjoy the blue skies & keep moving.
I looked back & saw I haven't done a 5k in MONTHS... the same person who loved to get in a 5k every time I put on my running shoes, at a minimum. How things change. But how they can change again.
At the end of it, at about mile 2.50, I thought, let's see what this body feels like running... & I actually did it. Ran for the last part. Again - slow. But that's nothing new - even when I did run 5k's every day, slow is the word always used. Always will be.
But when I saw that 3.10 on my watch, I felt like I did all those races with everyone. I felt like I was part of the 'running community' again... even if 90% of it was walking. I still felt like I was back to where I need to be to get to where I want to go... #deep
Still moving on... still pressing on....