I just started running last summer. I never meant to be able to compete in a marathon, or a half marathon, or any competition. It was just to be able to run 2 miles in under 20 minutes. How would I practice that? By running 3 miles or 30 minutes every time I ran. That’s it. The biggest problem? I hate running. Treadmill, outside, doesn’t matter. I hate it. But I had a motivator who saw that I had potential even before I realized I had potential.

Last summer I participated in an Air Force 5k – which is a 3 mile run – and something I’d been doing weekly for about 2 months. I managed to drop a significant amount of time from my my previous run, which happened less than a week before the 5k race. How did I do it? Did I know I could? I don’t have answers.
This week I managed to run my fastest 5k: 26 minutes. In total, I’ve probably dropped about 5 minutes, if not more, from last year.
I am not trying to be the fastest. I’m not working out to be merely a runner, or simply a body builder. I’m doing this to be an all around athlete, so I can be the girl with nice calves who can also run and score 6/10 three-pointers. All that plus being able to throw and catch a frisbee and a football and much much more.
I’ve decided that one day I want to participate in a 5K and triathlon. I don’t need to be the fastest of the entire race, of my gender, or my age group. I just want to say I’ve done it, and hopefully be faster than my practice times.

I don’t need to be, and I don’t purposefully try to show off as the person who can do everything, although that may seem like it when I write about my accomplishments. I’m sure there are people who want to prove they are “better” or “more fit” or can win a competition and a trophy. Yes, that’s nice, but I’m working on a lifestyle change, not a “drop everything so I can accomplish ________ in the next 6 months.”

If I win, awesome. If I don’t, I still won. I do and would have done what the majority of people only dream of.


Get up and go.