A year ago this weekend I ran my first ever race, the 5k Mo Run. You can read my race report if you want, and you’ll see that I was pretty nervous for the race, but also excited. I ran/walked that race in 46:15.
This year I decided to run the 5k again, for nostalgia mostly but also to hit a target time that thus far, I have been unable to hit.
I wanted to run 5k in under 40 minutes.
This morning at 7am I was up and getting ready for my first 5k run. And when I say first, I mean first! The furthest I’ve ever been able to run has been 3k! This was also my first official, organized run and when I got up this morning I was soooo nervous! I hadn’t slept well, although I wasn’t tired and did feel energized. I got to the course extra early, as I didn’t want to arrive feeling rushed. I took the chance to soak up the atmosphere and shake off my nerves!
I had so many thoughts and impressions of the morning, I can’t really share them all, but here are the highlights!
“Great, I got that “excited/scared” feeling. Like 98% excited, 2% scared. Or maybe it’s more – it could be two – it could be 98% scared, 2% excited but that’s what makes it so intense, it’s so…confused. I can’t really figure it out.”
Oscar, Armageddon (1998)
In 5 days I’ll be running my first 5km; a Movember MoRun that I signed up for in August! I’m still feeling pretty good, although if I really stop to think about it I get a little hollow feeling in the pit of my stomach. I think the nerves are there, simmering under the surface.
I know I can do 5k. Technically I already do because on running nights I walk 2km home from work (briskly!), get in and changed and stretched and then I’m back out running my usual 3km route. I shouldn’t be nervous about 5km right?!
I can’t say ‘Next month I’m running a 5k’ anymore. It’s November…or should I say Movember?
In 20 days I will run my first ever ‘official’ 5k. That’s right. I’m running in a Movember run.
Eeek! I’m so excited! I’m so nervous!