A year ago today I started running with the women's group that I love so dearly. I met my wonderful running coach.
And my life hasn't been the same since.
There is a lot of talk about what makes a person feel like he/she is a runner.
I remember my first run out there like it was yesterday. I had on some Nike Free shoes, some compression shorts, a tank top, two bras, and a doo-rag. And I had to stop a lot. But I still knew it wasn't going to be the last time I was out there.
This last year...
I ran my first half-marathon that fall and really felt like I was making progress with my second half marathon this spring.
I've figured out certain products I love and don't love. (Mizunos - YES! Nike Tempo Shorts - NO!)
I read Runner's World like it's my job at the first of the month.
I get a sick twisted feeling by how good I feel post-run.
My running clothes smell disgusting post-run. Like death level.
I try to run on days that are holidays because I think it's fun.
I've lowered my pace from 15 to 10 and I'm working on the 9s.
I have found my post-run routine.
I ran during a Michigan winter. Single digit weather baby.
I figured out that Body Glide is a runner's best friend.
But all of these things don't make me a runner.
I am a runner because I run.
And today I've been running for a year.
Boom shaka laka!
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