Sunday, May 22, 2011

Girls on the Run - 5K Celebration

Yesterday was Race Day. The weather was perfect. The sun was out but not blazing. There was a nice breeze. Excitement in the air as all the teams gathered in the middle of the high school track. Music was playing, girls were dancing, singing. It was a celebration.

Then we were off. I walked a little, ran a little.

My thinking – I’d stop at the first watering station. It marked the first mile. I could do one mile (I’m up to 2.5 on my treadmill).

When I got there I decided to keep going to the second watering station marking the second mile.

I passed the second watering station.

As people were passing me, I decided I would keep walking until the police car marking the end of the race caught up to me. Then I’d hitch a ride back up to the track – the finish line.

The car caught up to me just after 2.5 miles. I was ready to hop in but my co-worker, Kim (who had been in front of the car from the get go) wouldn’t let me. She kept saying we could do this. She was amazing – and walking faster than me.

At this point, I had zero excuses. She’s just as big as I am and just as short (4’11”). If she was going to keep going I had to too.

The last half mile was mostly uphill and was awful!!

Although we were REALLY bringing up the rear (by this point we couldn’t see the runners in front of us) people were still there… cheering us on…. And I started losing it.

Our hometown hosted the race so many people were cheering our names. We were almost there, Kim still walking in front of me.

I could hear announcements as we entered the high school parking lot. (Someone needed their car battery jumped). Having already finished the race, many runners were walking to their cars.

Friends, co-workers and strangers lined the opening to the track, cheering us on.

After we made the last turn on the track, Kim took off running. For a second, I thought I’d run too… nope. I think I might have passed out if I tried.

People were still in the stands cheering. Music was playing. I crossed the finish line… last. Emotions took over. I bent over and cried like a baby. I stood up to find a crowd around me – cheering, crying, taking pictures.

As friends and strangers hugged me they were saying, “Great job”, “You’re an inspiration”, “I’m so proud of you”, on and on. It felt great but really, I’m no inspiration. I wanted to quit so many times. It was Kim who kept me going.

The only thing that would have made this experience perfect – my family being there.

9 Friends Commented:

EmptyNester said...

How can you say you're not an inspiration? Just getting in there to participate is inspiring. Not quitting no matter how badly you wanted to is inspiring. You certainly are an inspiration! Good for you!

More Milestones said...

Thanks so much. It was such an incredible feeling.

Terri said...

You didn't quit and that is awesome. Way to go. We all want to quit sometimes but it's such a great feeling when we don't.

Kim-A Creative Spirit said...

Following back..... looking forward to getting to know you....

More Milestones said...

Thanks so much. I'm already thinking of doing it again next year.
: )

S.I.F. said...

So glad you had a friend there to push you through lady! Congratulations on making it!

laughwithusblog said...

Great job! Where would any of us be without some great friends? :)

Patti Hanan said...

Friends who encourage us to keep going are such a blessing. And you are an inspiration. You kept going and didn't quit. How good it must have felt crossing that finish line. You go, girl!

More Milestones said...

Thanks Ladies!
Other than childbirth, this is the toughest most emotional thing I've done.