The past month has been super duper boring at work.
And I'm still at the same place. Static and bored. I'm thankful for my job though. It could be worse.
But you know what, I signed up for a 5k run and I ran on Thanksgiving morning with my husband and my best friend, Kim.
It was a cold and gloomy morning, about 35 F - 40 F and I came with layered clothing (a long sleeves shirt, a hoodie sweater, a wind breaker jacket). And I put on a hat with ear flaps (thanks Roomie for that hat you gave my husband like 8 years ago.), and I had 2 layered pants.
When I got there I saw a bald guy with shorts, sleeveless shirt and no hat.
I was like... what the hhh...???
And he's not the only one.
There were about 4 thousands people joining this 5 k run. Young kids, moms with strollers, serious runners, teenagers people with their pets and newbies (like me!).
Let me tell you something. I am nowhere to be called a runner. According to my husband, I did not run, I 'jog' (rolling eyes).
I am not fast enough to claim that I 'run'. I finished the 5 k in 43 minutes and 26 seconds. I was person number 2500 something from the 4000 people. And I think the rest of them weren't even trying, while I huffed and puffed to the finish line.
Let me tell you a sort of different kind of participants who passed me by: Teenager girls whom I had been trying to pass for 10 minutes. They ran passed me by, giggly and effortlessly, when they saw a free donuts stand ahead. People with their pets. Eight to nine year old kids. A mom with a twin stroller (I kid you not).
But it was fun, and actually addicting. I think I like this running (jogging) thing.
It's too cold and slippery to run in the snow, but who knows... maybe one day, I will actually run a marathon.
Hm,.. maybe in 2020.
3 comments:
maybe one day,
all you need is alittle competition with oyourself, and nobody else...
hmmm.... just wishful thinking here....
Congrats to finish your first 5k :D. I haven't yet to join a race, going to join one next year, since this year race season is practically over
Let me challenge you, whoever among us finish our first marathon will get something from the other.
I was thinking a return ticket from Jakarta-Chicago (or vice versa if you won), if the world is still there in 2020 :p
Wilson, That's the challenge, I read that your body will definitely give up on you, but your motivation (mentally) will push you through. And I can't compete with myself, coz all I have is high self-pity for myself: "Oh my poor feet, oh, I am hungry, oh, my chest is burning..."
Pathetic. ;)
Benny, I will need to give up on this one, since I know you run... And I jog. ;) I will end up paying you something big in the end. No doubt. Hahaha...
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