I felt like a little girl on Christmas Eve.
I knew it was well past time for bed,
but I just couldn’t sleep.
For the excitement for the coming day kept me awake,
but then again, so did the never-ending question, Is this really a good idea?
Sooner or later slumber greeted me, but morning arrived quickly.
April and May were meant to be ‘run for fun’ months
so that I could build up a base and really test my legs to see if they were ready.
But when my aunt invited me to run a Race for the Cure 5k with her,
I just couldn’t resist. I signed up.
It was just a 5k, right? I’d be fine. I prayed my legs wouldn’t fail me.
Brewing a small cup of coffee, the zing of race day surged inside me.
I couldn’t wait to arrive and be among the people.
Though I always arrive way earlier than I should to races,
there’s something about the atmosphere that calms me.
The pre-race music, the people watching, and the children running about.
As I walked around the sea of people, my nerves became calm.
I started to feel more and more ready.
Bring it on!
This race definitely felt different.
For once, I wasn’t the least bit concerned about my overall time,
rather just curious what pace I could hold.
I decided to let my aunt do the pacing, and I was just along for the ride.
I wanted to take it in, and return to this happy place of mine.
Gliding along the pavement, and letting my mind run free.
The first mile and a half felt amazing!
We were zipping through the course,
and I could tell by my breathing that I was actually ready for this.
Then mile two hit, and I had to really get serious.
I started to feel tired, but I just couldn’t slow down.
I had to reach that finish line and feel good about it.
Push. I’d tell myself. Push.
I reminded myself to push because I knew I could hang on,
not because I wanted to push myself faster.
I just wanted to run, and keep running.
The finish line grew closer and I could feel the relief inside me.
I’d made it and I had no care to even look at my watch.
It’d been a year since I’d crossed a finish line.
But in that moment, I felt more unstoppable than ever.
The name of the game is still slow and steady
as far as training is concerned.
But it makes me feel good to know I still got it!