A couple of months ago an idea began brewing in the NPCC control room. A few of our volunteers decided that it would be fun to run a 5K together. They asked me if I would join them. I said, “Sure, why not!?”
It seemed like a good idea a the time. I had a couple months to prepare (and I was already making really good progress with my conditioning and strength training—this would be a piece of cake, right?)
The closer the date got, the less it seemed like a good idea.
Then the week of the race came. I thought, You know, I should probably start running a little more often. I’d been lifting, running on the elliptical, and playing basketball—and I felt like my cardio was solid, but running 3.1 miles is a horse of a different color.
So on the Monday prior to the Saturday race, I hit the track and ran two miles. Not fun…but not terrible either.
I had great intentions to run more that week but, you know, life gets in the way.
Saturday morning rolled around and I was NOT “feeling it.” BUT, I knew there would be some control room peeps expecting to see me there so I got up, got dressed, put on my runnin’ shoes and headed to Dover for the race.
Here’s what I learned that morning:
- Nerves are a factor. I get nervous before I preach. I spend significant time in the bathroom on preaching Sundays. Evidently, knowing I’m about to run a 5K has the same effect on my body.
- Accountability works. I told the others that THE ONLY reason I got by lazy booty out of bed that morning was because I knew they were expecting me to be there and that I didn’t want to let them down.
- Teamwork makes the dream work. From the beginning, the gang promised to stay together (start as a team, finish as a team)…and they kept their word. I’m sure some of them wanted to go faster than my pace would allow. But they were true to their word, we finished the race TOGETHER.
- Words matter. My friends encouraged me constantly with words like, “You’re doing great,” and, “You can make it!” It really helped.
- There’s more in me. Several times throughout the race I found myself thinking, This would be a good place to just walk for a bit. Afterall I had never run 3.1 miles non-stop before. But I was determined to do it. I knew I had more in me—I just needed to muster it up.
- It feels so good to set a goal and reach it. Hey, I finished a 5K! Ran the whole way. People asked me prior to the race what my goal was (time-wise). I said, “Hey, my goal is just to finish!” Mission accomplished.
- I’d do it again. After the race many people asked me if I’d run another one sometime. My response was, “Don’t ask me know, ask me in a few days.” Well, a few days later my answer is yes. I mentioned that there’s more in me…well…I think there’s a faster time in me. :)
Bottom line: I’m so glad I did it. Here’s a pic of the NPCC control room 5K team after the race:
In case you’re wondering. I ran it in 31 minutes. 5K = 3. 1 miles so I ran exactly a 10-minute mile pace (and was able to maintain my pace for the entire race (even with an uphill finish).
Thanks goes out to Dave Cantwell, Kim Guerney, and Keith Stone for supporting me, encouraging me, and running with me. You guys are awesome!