The other weekend, some wonderful girlfriends and I ran in the Southern Village 5K. In November, Lee and I joined the Wellness Center and have been working out rather regularly. I saw this race advertised and - without thinking - signed up. It never occurred to me that Southern Village is ALL hills... or that a month of training might not be enough preparation for a race.Thankfully, I was able to convince Melissa, Catherine, and Leah to join the madness with me. If not for them, I'm not sure I would have finished. Those hills were killer!
It's been over 20 years since I last ran competitively and I have to admit, the racer in me has been reawakened. My finishing time was nothing to write home about, but I was more than pleased. It was enough to convince me that I might be able to do it again. In fact, I'm organizing a group of girlfriends to run in another local 5k this May.I'm tempted to say the best part of the SV5K was crossing the finish line (that was at the top of the last hill!), but as good as that felt, it wasn't the best moment. That distinction goes to seeing my beaming daughter's face as I rounded the corner at 2.5 miles. She was cheering, jumping up and down, furiously waving at her Mama. Her smile was big and joyful, and dare I say, proud. I've never had an experience like that... it was by far, the best part of running that race!
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