Around the time the year was changing from 2010 to 2011 I wrote this post about new year resolutions. I had some lofty ones that at times seemed unattainable. Five weeks ago I started a Master Swim class that starts at 5am (yes...that's AM) four mornings a week. I started getting up at 4am, I'm a breakfast kind of gal, so i could leave the house by 4:45 to make it to swim on time. What do you know...I really, really enjoy it. I guess one would have to in order to get up at that ungodly hour.
Last weekend, I ran in a 5k. I know it's not an incredibly long distance but one of my goals was to finish one in under 25 minutes. I have run three previous 5ks and my times have been 29:30, 27:27, and 26:12. I'm typically a turtle that putts along at about a ten minute pace. Turns out all this swimming I've been doing has put a little power in these legs. I finished the race in 24:23 and came in third overall!! It's kinda fun when you run faster than all the teenagers and twenty-somethings.
Here's a quote from one of my favorite running blogs:
Running the the 6.2 mile run of my first triathlon, I thought I was surely going to die. I am a not an athlete. What the hell am I doing out here? These are crazy 'fit people'. I am not one of them. I am the girl that drives 2 blocks to the convenience store to get a Hostess pie. Just as I thought, "Screw this! I need to walk again" I looked into the crowd and saw a girl holding a sign that said 'Run Bitch Run' and I laughed. I was running AND laughing. Hmmm, maybe these are my people after all. And so I did. I ran, bitch, I ran.