Since childhood, the only times in my life I’ve ever run were forced by my coach for that one stinkin’ required physical education credit during my senior year of high school. I hated it, and felt greatly vindicated when I managed to get out of it due to a doctor’s note for shin splints and then a sprained ankle.
So clearly, running has never been my thing. Even when I finally got into fitness. But sometimes I like to challenge myself to do things I thought I’d never do. Running a 10k lands squarely on that list.
Before we moved to our new town, I saw info about a road race here on the island and thought it would be a great first race. After all, how much better does it get than a course on mostly flat roads with views of the ocean and salt marshes, culminating at the island’s lighthouse!? I didn’t commit right away, but then I heard about the Miles for Mercy Program for one of my favorite ministries.
So I’ve signed up for my first 10k!
Some days I take take “hyper Piper” along as my training buddy.