My love for running

When I first started running  (which technically started as a walk) it was a struggle, but I was doing it with no real plans other than as a way to bring activity back to my life. Then a friend suggested I run a half marathon with her. Yeah I so did not know what I was getting into. It felt like it lasted forever, it hurt, I was ready to just lay down and quit halfway through. Who knew 13.1 miles was so far!!!! 

Then we hit the finishline, people were cheering, they handed me a medal and I was hooked. Couldn’t wait for my next race.

My love for the sport started as I crossed that finishline. There is something about feeling so accomplished and learning how strong you really are. Many times I have doubted myself and my abilities, but I keep getting back up and pushing. The things my body can do are amazing. 

Today as I run around the city I grew up in I feel that sense of accomplishment. I got up and ran a 5k before I even started my day. BAM… just like that I am already winning today.

Author: Running with Kids

I am a LEO wife, mother, daughter, sister and runner. I have 3 adult children, 5 adopted children. Life is always busy, a bit chaotic, yet full of fun.

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