Last Sunday, I ran a 10K race sponsored by UNICEF in an effort to raise money for poorer communities around Colombia.
The experience was really fun, as this was my first official race since moving here. It has taken me a while to get back on the running bandwagon since having R ( A YEAR AGO!) and I knew the only thing that would get me back out there was a new goal (i.e. a race to train for). So, I finally signed up and just committed to it. And I'm glad I did. I slowly got back out on the running trails, pollution and high altitude be damned, and continuously picked up my distance until I was ready. I joked on the morning of the race that after I had E, I trained and ran a marathon to get back into shape. After I had D, I trained and ran a half-marathon. And after I had R, I trained and ran a 10K. In other words, my expectations of myself have gotten progressively worse with each subsequent child.
And while last Sunday wasn't my best showing--I was nearly 10 minutes slower than previous 10K pace-- I am just happy to have gotten out there and finished.
Now that I have my motivation back, I can't wait for the next race. The embassy does a great job of organizing at least one race a month, so who knows? Maybe after a couple of these 10Ks, I will work my way back up to half, and maybe even full marathon distance again. A girl can dream, can't she?
|Getting ready to run...exercises taking place in the background|
|Pre-race selfie--all of these guys left me in the dust at the start of the race :)|
|A blurry post-race photo so maybe you won't notice all the sweat.|