I had a group of friends who was also trying to lose weight. We would motivate each other. A few of us decided to give running a try. Another friend who was a runner recommended the Couch to 5k program. We began this adventure in March. The winter weather was breaking so I was able to do some running down at the park with my little one in a stroller.
I was never a runner. In school when we had to do the mile run, I was almost always last and my friends and I would cheat by saying we ran more laps than we actually did since we would count each others. In adulthood I had a few spurts of wanting to run, but it was a lot of jogging and walking. This time I was going to try to do full running. We chose a date for a 5k the middle of July.
The first few runs were so difficult. My breathing was horrible. My legs were tired. Finally I got into the groove and was enjoying this sport I hated. The days were longer so I would go running in the evening after dinner by myself. It was my 'me' time. I'm a stay at home mom, so I have very little 'me' time. I loved it.
By the time July came, I was running over the 3.1 miles straight and was down to the upper 140's in weight. I was so proud of myself. Mostly I was proud of how proud my husband was of me. He was telling everyone at work about my accomplishments. I ran the 5k in 32 min and some odd seconds. My goal was 30 min, but I was close.
After the race, the humidity became worse and I was having a hard time running in that weather. Eventually my love for running diminished. We went on a cruise where there was food galore. In those 2 months, I gained a few lbs back. We decided to try for another baby.
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