Monday, April 19, 2010
Run Susan run.. unless you were supposed to walk..
The Fresh Air Experience Run Clinic is going well!
We are a week in and I can tell you it's an amazing bunch of ladies! I am amazed at the different types of people who are looking for the same goal which is to get moving and get healthier! Everyone is at a different stage in this journey but the common thread is that we are all lacing up our runners and heading out the door.
The first night was last Monday.. I of course was sick, feverish and generally not feeling so good.. but I went to the intro chat and declined the run. You know what it's like when you can literally feel the colour leave your face. Yup that was me..
My next run time was Wednesday.. my schedule said run 6K. WOW. Run 6K already? In my 5K clinic? Well I had faith in my leaders and I headed out.. it wasn't pretty and I was disappointed because I only ran 5K cutting off a 1K loop I had planned (side note: It is exactly 5K from the pergola on Sunset just past Waterscapes to the bridge and back) I managed to stumble in the door, the only thing on my mind was a BIG glass of water and weather or not I would be able to stand in the shower.
Amazing. I am in the door all of 30 seconds and all ready my cell phone ringth. It was a text message from one of the run leaders Melissa.. reminding me of the 6K walk we had to do today!
Wait.. let me read that again... WALK!
Another message followed inviting me to join her and another run clinic member to go on a 6K walk on the greenway with our dogs.
What the heck.
Off I went!
Wednesday I managed to do 11K. I hope that makes up for Monday..
Saturday morning I joined the group for our 35 minutes.. 3 minutes running and 1 minute walking. yes I was at the back of the pack.
I am SO slow.
But I had one of those lovely paradigm shifts! You see, as the person at the back I take it upon myself to make sure the backpackers are aware of when we should be running and walking and to shout encouragement when it looks like someone is about to throw in the towel..and at the end of the run one voice rang out "Susan, I want you to be my coach all the time you're great!"
No longer did I feel like the snail at the back.. the last in the line.. the slowest of the slow. I felt like I was making a difference and slow foot after slow foot I still managed to help someone else have a better day and do more than they thought they could.
What a truly wonderful feeling.
Once I could breathe again.