Laura and I arrived at Forest Park early Saturday morning, layered up and ready to run. I was a little nervous to take part in my first organized run but figured that if a fifth grader could do it so could I. We met Cathi and James and set out through a sea of girls to find our running buddies. After finding the girls we approached the starting line, did a little stretching, and took off.
After awhile of running, my buddy informed me that we only had one mile left. I knew that this could not be true. It didn’t seem like we had been running very long or gotten very far. I didn’t have my nike+ to check our stats but was quite certain that my little friend was confused. We kept our pace going and a little later heard officials cheering us on and saying, “you’re almost there!” I was still slightly confused. Running had never been this enjoyable/painless for me. Sure enough as we rounded the corner the finish line became visible.
It was an awesome feeling to cross that line, knowing that I had accomplished something I never thought I would and realizing that I helped a young girl do the same.