The First Run
This entry is a week late! D:
Last Sunday, I disproved myself by running my first 5 k in the Nat Geo Earth Day run. My first race-- who would've thought? My highschool self might be gawking at the whole idea if she knew. I distinctly remember swearing off running as a sport back in my senior highschool year after watching the varsity students running around the oval for their warm-up exercise.
I wrote running off my "potential sport" list not because I had tried it before, but because it seemed to take an awful lot of energy... and it seemed too troublesome. Back then, the only marathons I was up to were anime and movie marathons.
But last Sunday... I cannot even begin to describe the awe and gratitude I felt throughout the whole race. I wasn't really there to win. I wasn't there to prove that I was a fast runner. I wasn't there to prove anything. I was just there... enjoying the sunrise; enjoying the fact that my family is there; enjoying the company of a good friend...
I was simply there to enjoy the moment for all that it's worth.
After the race, it became all the more apparent to me that there must be more-- and there will be more-- races to be joined. I have not only proven that I CAN do it... but now I think that I've proven myself wrong enough to WANT to do this again. I want to keep running... to learn and to improve. To be better, while at the same time enjoy the whole feeling of just letting my thoughts clear out.
I know it's about time that I found a sport. But I think that I found more than that. :)