The Finish Line

This last Saturday I finally checked something off my "to-do" list. I ran in my first 5K. I was very nervous because I've been so sick the last couple of weeks but I knew if I kept putting it off I would never do it. So I decided Friday night that I was going to run (in large part because my family decided to come cheer me on).

I got to the race Saturday morning and registered and got my number. I stretched and tried to stay calm. There were a lot of seriously scary runners there. I felt intimidated just stretching next to some of those people.

My goal was honestly just to finish the dumb race but in the back of my mind I really wanted to run the whole thing. Not walk at all. I'd never run longer than 20 minutes though.

Here's my before picture...you can tell it's the before because I'm still looking pretty good. :-)


This is me looking less happy 3 miles into the race.


This is the finish line and me looking overjoyed because I got to stop running.


And finally this is me crying all over David's shoulder because in the end I was able to run the whole thing. All 40 minutes and 3.2 miles.


Sadly but not real surprising I did not lose weight this week. In fact after the race I gained 2 lbs. Just my luck. So I'm hovering at 203-204 and can't seem to budge. I have an appt this week with my doctor to try and come up with a game plan. We'll see how that goes. I hope everyone will set a goal this week, something you think you could never do. Have a great week.