Sunshine in my Pocket

I completed my first official 5K a few weeks ago. It was way more hilly than I expected, but I did it. I also found my competitive spirit on the last quarter mile when I spotted women in my age group walking, AHEAD OF ME. There I was, trudging along in the slowest run possible, and someone was walking. They were walking because they had ran faster than me but ran out of steam. But they were ahead of me. And walking.

So what did this chubby girl do? I broke out into the fastest run I could muster, and I beat them to the finish line. I felt awesome as I was sprinting, too. Like, Usain Bolt eat your heart out, man. The slow-mo video of my jiggles was NOT as awesome.

I couldn't breathe for the next 10 minutes, but I beat those women. Yeah, that's right. I wasn't last. I wouldn't have been last anyway. I think I was something like 59 out of 91. But who cares, I beat someone.

Since then, I've been dealing with some soul crushing anxiety and a 5 year old who never stops talking while I am trying to run on the treadmill. What am I kidding, she never stops talking no matter what I am doing.

I thought there was something wrong with me. I kept trying to do my runs, but I would be lucky LUCKY to make it 2 miles. It turns out that there isn't anything wrong with me, just my children who can't leave me alone for 30 minutes.

I ran an EASY two miles today because ... NO ONE INTERRUPTED ME. Wow. Mind blown. I can't wait to see what I can do when they are all back in school. Maybe I'll even try for 4 miles.

And in case you're wondering, the Trolls Movie soundtrack is great for running.