The first time I ran (almost) 5 miles, I didn’t realize I was running that far. It was my first race ever – an 8k – and I’d failed at the math. Who knew that 8k was 4.97? I thought it was just over four and had trained for that.
Yesterday I ran 5 miles for the first time since June 2 as part of Laura’s “5 and 10” series where you are supposed to run either 5 or 10 miles by the 5th of the month. With 2 marathons and 15+ (can’t remember, too lazy to check) half marathons under my belt, you’d think 5 miles would be no big deal.
But it was.
Slowing my pace down and finishing 5 miles with the knowledge that I still had some gas in the tank was huge for me yesterday. I needed that confidence builder. I won’t be ready to run a half marathon tomorrow (although I’m sure I could finish one), but I will be ready by mid-October when my first race comes along.
Now, if someone could find my speed and send it back to me, I’d appreciate that.