When I signed up for a 5K I was in the midst of going to the gym on a regular basis. Then I got sick and started traveling more and to be honest, barely went in October and November (but still managed a few times). So when November 12th rolled around and I spent the afternoon exploring London with a friend knowing I would be doing a 5K that evening I wasn’t quite sure what to expect. Honestly I had settled with the fact I would probably walk 90% of it and end up finishing around the time all the 10K people did. Little did I know that adrenaline would set in and I would run it in 35 minutes (a personal best even from when I had been training a bit in september).
It rained, it was cold, and I finished with a smile on my face because I completed something. Even though I was not in the best shape I could have been and could have been sitting in a warm theater seeing Once, I followed through and crossing the finish line, felt this sense of pride that I was able to do something challenging (I’m not a runner) and survive way better than expected.
To be honest I was shocked at first when I checked the time clock after finishing and saw it was only at 37 minutes. I knew when I saw that I had set a personal best, but the following day when I got my official digital certificate I honestly couldn’t have been happier. It was yet another special moment in London and one of those memories that I’ll have forever.