So this past Sunday was the big day.
My first 5K.
Was I ready?….No
Was I motivated?….Not even a little
Was I terrified?….Good Lord YES
The day dawned crisp and clear. Now when I say crisp, I really mean it was 34 degrees when I left my house to head downtown. I was not the only person who decided to start their day with this Hot Chocolate race….nope…I was joined there by 41,000 of my closest friends. I got to my assigned corral and there began what I will now refer to as “The Standathon of 2013”. Yes, I got to Corral S (for slow), and there I stood for almost 2 hours. With every minute that ticked by I could feel my legs tightening up. I could feel my feet slowly losing any and all of their flex.
I knew I was in trouble.
By the time it was our turn to take off, I was already hurting.
But…..I ran the first mile, walked the next 1.7 miles, and ran the last 0.5 mile.
I am glad I did this race. I am glad I have this experience under my belt. While I will continue to run, I will not likely do another race. This experience served two purposes for me. The first is that it made me realize I can keep going and keep improving with my running. The second, and more important, result of this experience was to reinforce that I am terrified of large crowds and small enclosed spaces and when those two are combined it is not good at all.