So the Goddess Run has come and gone, and I did it. I finished the 10K and I wasn't last. That was all I wanted; I just didn't want to be last. I was actually 500th out of more than 1300 participants, so I think I did pretty good considering it was my first run. My official time was 1:05:12 and my good friend, who convinced me to do it, was with me every step of the way. My parents even came down from Parksville to cheer me on...that was really nice. Thanks Mum and Dad!
I started my training back in January and it was going really well up until the end of April when I got Bronchitis. I stopped running for about a month, so I never really got to the point where I could run a full 10K without walking. I ended up having to walk a few times during the race and that was mostly so I wouldn't choke while drinking water. You know how they hand out free water and gatorade along the route; well I never thought about how tricky it would be to drink it and keep running at the same time...it's not easy.
I never did achieve that "runner's high" that I kept hearing about. I sure did feel a sense of accomplishment though when I crossed that finish line and I think that must be what keeps people running. I think that if I hadn't stopped to walk those few times, I just may have had a finish time of less than an hour. Now I understand; it's that internal competition we have with ourselves to try and do better.
I took a break from running for a few weeks after the big event, but I've since started up again and this time with my husband. We're both doing it for each other. He's running as a way to keep me at it and I'm running to get him going. So far we've only gone a few times and we've started back at the beginning of the training program again. Neither of us wants any injuries. We might even run together in a proper race sometime...I think there's an 8K in the fall. Hmmm.
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