It had been almost a month since I had gone for a run so earlier this week I decided to pull out the trusty running shoes. It had been a long day of classes and I was in need of something to relieve some stress. So out the door I went.
I’ve always enjoyed running and outdoor activities. (I can’t stand treadmill running. Running outdoors is so much more exciting and eventful.) But last January I got a bit more serious as a runner. At the beginning of 2011 I started training to run my first half marathon. Looking back, the idea wasn’t crazy but the timing certainly was. I began training during an extremely tough semester that left me with time to only run 2 days a week. But it was an absolutely incredible experience. I completed my first 10 mile run last February and continued to increase my distance each weekend. Then, the big day finally came: RACE DAY! I don’t know why but I decided that the best time to schedule my first half marathon ever was right in the MIDDLE of finals week! But when I crossed that finish line in Nashville, I couldn’t have care less about exams.
I have learned so much from running: discipline, patience, and faith. That run last week was a bit painful but I’m excited to start training again.