A few days ago Kayla was watching one of Ryan Hall's finish lines, and started crying. I didn't really understand why she was sobbing, but she told me that finish lines are just so happy. Well, I crossed the finish line of our 5k today, and wouldn't you know, I started sobbing. I was in a considerable amount of pain, but mostly I was crying because I was so overwhelmed. As I had difficulty articulating to Kayla how overwhelmed I was, I'm struggling now.
Previous to running, we set out a few goals for ourselves, ranging from actually finishing (which we successfully completed), to picking out specific people to beat. Although when we finished we thought we were the last ones, it didn't matter that we essentially came in last. (Side Note: Being at the back of the pack had it's perks, the police escorts on motorcycles were directly behind us, stopping traffic, and guarding us from the creepers. I have to say I've never felt safer running down Main St, ironic right?)
We essentially weaved our way in and around Clark campus, holding up traffic all around. After we turned off Main St, there was one girl behind us, running alone. Someone with Green Run was directing us, toward the large hill ahead of us, and nicely informed us we were 1k done. At that point, I wasn't sure if I was going to make it to the end, let alone make it up the hill, but I knew no matter what, I wasn't going to make it without Kayla with me. The thought of having to run alone, with no one beside me was terrifying. We adopted her as our running buddy. I should say that she was more of Kayla's buddy, as I was focused more on breathing than making small talk with Betty, the Clark Alum, but either way, hearing them talk helped me make it up the hill, and through the rest of the race. I had no idea that there were so many hills surrounding Clark's campus.
I feel emotionally drained, and physically too. I've seen 2am the last two nights, which is not my usual college weekend, and not really a habit I'm going to continue. Either way, this weekend, was a success, my first 5k completed. I don't like to celebrate my accomplishments, a 5k seems like a small run, 35 minutes an excessive amount of time to finish, but this time, I am proud.
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