5 More Days!

My last run before race day. I needed to run 6 miles one more time prior to the race, so I took on "The Bridge" one last time. For those of you that have no idea what I'm talking about, see the March 31st post entitled "Milestones & Measurements." This running thing has been an incredible progress monitor. In January, I could barely run a mile. At the beginning of Feburary, I made it a mile and half. February 14th was my first training day for the triathlon and by the end of the month, I was running between 2 to 2-1/2 miles. March rolled around and I turned a year older -35. I could run 3 miles at the beginning but it hurt terribly. I even cried during a training one Saturday when we were focusing combining running and sprinting. That was one of the days I would have quit had I not already received so many generous donations encouraging me and supporting Community Partners of Dallas from many friends & family members. At the end of March I ran 4 miles and thought I was going to die when I finished. I was breathing so hard and almost puked right at the end of the bridge. Last month, I was accomplishing four to five miles and doing alot of hill training. Up the hill and back down the hill. Up the hill again and back down. It was awful. On top of this, April was also the month these fun things called "double bricks" were incorporated into our training schedule, which is where you get the fun task of a two hour workout that combines swimming and running or bike riding and running. This last month, I've consistently run between five and half miles to finally the big 6-1/2! I actually don't feel terrible when I'm finished - (other than all the blisters on my feet.) I really have this great sense of accomplishment. I'm still amazed that I've gone from couch potato to triathlete. This just goes to show you, if I made the decision to this with these results in a little over 3 months, there are alot of you that could take this on an accomplish it too. Many of you have consistently told me what an inspiration I have been. If this is true, I hope I've inspired you to do something that makes you a better person inside(physical fitness & mental wellnes) and outside(taking the time to help the less fortunate, and neglected.) What's the worst that could happen by taking on a personal challenge? If you don't succeed the first few times out, try try again!