My a-ha moment was a long time in the making.
I moved to Colorado back in February 2012, and EVERYONE out here is involved in fitness in some way…running, biking, skiing, the options are endless. I, however, have never been particularly sporty, but I thought running might be something good to do.
I picked out a 5k, giving myself ample opportunity to train using the couch to 5k method, and started running.
It. Was. Awful.
I’d make a little progress, then got sidelined while I figured out the latest ache and pain. I tried for years to run an entire 5k, and never managed to do it.
Fast-forward to February 2014. I received an email from Skirt Sports announcing an opportunity to join their 5k Kickstart team. It was open to any woman who had some sort of barrier to fitness. I was thrilled to be selected and in March we met for our first meeting and got paired up with a more experienced runner who would be our motivator.
With the help of my motivator and our little merry band of runners, I trained hard for 8 weeks. The race was June 1, 2014 and I. Killed. It.
The feeling of pride, both at my accomplishments and the other runners, was amazing. I still get goosebumps thinking about that day.
I’m not sure the exact moment during that 8 week training period, but at some point running just clicked.
Not long after we completed the 5k, I got an email inviting me back to join them for a similar 10k program, and I ran my first 10k on September 13, 2014.