I’ve been a devoted reader of Runner’s World for about three years, but never started to run consistently until signing up for a 10K in October of 2013. But the decision to sign up for that race was a difficult one. For days I went back and forth and whether to sign up for the 3 miles or 6 miles. In the end, thanks to a little pushing from my fiancé, I sent in the registration for the Heart Break Hill 10K.
Then the “training” began.
I’m terrible for sticking to training plans. So I set out with a goal to run 3 miles straight for the first time in my life. The two 5K races I had run previously had ended up being more of walks than runs, and I was determined that this time wouldn’t be the same.
So I started to run.
And run I did. Three times a week regularly for a few months. Most of the time I still hit the road or treadmill that many times a week, but with two jobs and a lack of free time, it’s getting harder and harder to find the energy to push out 5 or more miles. The old runner in me would have stopped altogether and just kept on reading about runners and wanting to be like them. But the new me, thanks to that race coming up in June, makes it happen.