The 5K I never thought I could run

Do I look like I just jogged 3.1 miles?
Trust me, I felt that way. I felt flushed and wet and out of breath. Shortly after I had noodle legs. But I felt really good. Like, really good. Like, this whole "healthy living" thing might be totally worth it, good.

I've never been a runner. Never. Not even as a gymnast (although I was probably in fabulous shape then). But I was able to jog most of the 5K. The last mile was hard. I probably walked 1/4-1/2 mile. I kept starting and stopping at landmarks. Until the last time when I saw my finish-line person 1/4 mile away and I was able to focus on them instead of my burning legs.

I wish I could point you to some good couch-5K running program. But I didn't start from the couch and it's not like I've been out practicing 3+ times a week. I've been walking 3 miles on Saturdys for the last month, which was all I could do. Last week was the first time I ran AT ALL. And it was a mile, broken into two segments.

I'm not sure I would have even done it at all if the ladies from my ward hadn't started the race off jogging. I wasn't in the mindset of "hey, I'm going to go run this whole thing" But we started off jogging and I felt dang good and suddenly I realized "It's been a mile! Okay so I'll push through to the turn around point! (At approximately 1.5miles) Yeah, I can do that." But then I just kept jogging and had gone over 2 miles before I hit the wall (you know, I think I am going to um...throw up or faint) and had to break it up with some walking.

Final time: 33min. 12seconds.

I'm fairly pleased. 8th out of 30 people.

And look at what Weight Watchers gave me:



The number tags were kinda neat too.

And I might actually do this again!