We all remember our first. Our first run, that is.
We recently asked our readers to share stories from the first time they laced up their sneaks and hit the streets (or treadmill or trails). Below Patricia Hensley shares her story. Want to submit yours? Email us!
I didn’t used to run – I was a swimmer.
My family and I were away on holiday and that – plus a variety of other reasons – meant I wasn’t going to get into the pool for about 3 weeks. Which normally wouldn’t have mattered but soon after the holiday I was supposed to be swimming in a sponsored relay where I was expected to swim about 4.5K. Now that was someway further than my usual training distance of about 2.5K so I was nervous about it to say the least.
The cottage we were staying in was opposite some soccer fields and I thought it would be a good idea instead of taking the dog for her morning walk to take her for a morning run instead to maintain my fitness. So trainers on, I set out boldly the next day and was more than a little dismayed to find myself struggle halfway along the football pitch. This was ridiculous – this was 50m and I was finding it hard going. How could this be?! I’d run the 800m competitively when at school and been on the hockey team, too (OK so that was about 30 years earlier but even so). I could swim 2.5K for heaven’s sake – so why was 50m so hard?!
Well that was it.
Determination set in and I decided former glories had to be rediscovered. From then on the dog got a morning run not a morning walk. Short stuff to start with, 1 to 1.5K. Then I started stretching it out a bit and was feeling quite pleased with myself till a friend suggested I run in her local 10K race. So then I found you guys and started to map out how far I actually was running. Wow that was sobering! Nowhere near far enough so the distance started getting stretched even further. Proper dedicated running shoes were purchased and in 2013 I did my first official race – a 10K. I don’t remember the time and I didn’t really like running with all those people around me but it did give me a sense of achievement.
The local half marathon followed in 2014 and this year saw the full marathon.
I still hit the pool now and again, but running has definitely become my number one sport and I get quite bad tempered if I haven’t been out for a few days.