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Feeling Successful Running

A couple of months ago, I decided to take up running...again.  The doctors couldn't do much for my hip except inject it with steroids, because as they said, there was nothing really wrong with it (bursitis was the final diagnosis).  I figured then that there was no harm for my hip in running (even though there always is for my back).  I signed up for a Beginner 5K running program.

I love the website I use:  Active Trainer.  It figures out exactly what I need to do to be successful and tells me each day how far I need to walk, or run, or cross train.  It's not based on mileage, thank goodness, because that can be the mental death of me.  It's all based on time i.e. run for five minutes, walk for two, run for five more.  Last week, I ran my 5K.

This is HUGE for me.  For years, I haven't even been able to run a mile, let alone THREE!  Granted, they were the slowest miles on the planet, and it wasn't easy, but I did it.

I might have even been known to take a selfie, or two along the way, documenting my success. :-)

This was from the first week.  I think I might have thought I was going to die.

You'll notice the headband Hannie bought me:  Run, Walk, Crawl.  Just FINISH!


Today, I signed up for the next stage.  A half marathon.  Yep, I'm registered again for the Air Force Marathon in September, and I need to get going on training.  Again, this will not be about speed; it will be about finishing.

I must admit that I'm excited to feel successful again.

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