Struggling Over the Old Bridge
I really need a catchy phrase like "Flashback Friday" or something like that, but I'm just not that creative so here it is: Its Friday and I have a flashback.
|On the Old Bridge with my Awesome Sis (2005)!|
In 2005, I signed up to walk the Cooper River Bridge 5K. It was the last time the race would have a 5K distance and it was the last time the race would go over the old bridge.
My sister, Joan, flew all the way from Indianapolis to do the race with me. I was just starting to workout (still had not done anything about my eating) and she wanted to do a race with me.
This picture is from the top of one of the old spans. I was smiling, but I was struggling. My sister was really encouraging and kept me going the whole way.
I was 34 year old...
I still can't believe I'm in better shape now than I was in my 20's and 30's.
I will never be able to truly explain how difficult it was to make that change. A lot of people that know me from my running circles really don't know how far I have come. Its not something I talk about every day, but when I'm coaching a Couch to 5K group it really brings it back to me. I see so many people struggling, just like I did, and I know they think its just them.
Its hard to think that it will get any better when its an effort to just breath, when your joints hurt, when you're covered in sweat after just a few minutes, when you see people running so much faster, and when your clothes just don't fit as well as you would like...
I just want them to know that it does get better. It gets freaking GREAT!
How lucky am I that I took that first (hard, painful, sweaty, slow, awkward) step?
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