Work in Progress
This week, my husband and I registered for a local 5K that will take place in May. The race is a fundraising event for an organization that I am passionate about and yet I kept putting off the registration. The thought of the 5K actually scared me a bit which is crazy because there is no doubt I can do that distance. Instead, I asked my husband if he wanted to do the 1-mile walk. He said with a smirk "No, we can handle the 5k!" When I was telling my friend "J" about this interaction, she said "What?! Why would you consider doing the 1-mile walk?" I told her that I'm so afraid of coming in last at a race. I'm so afraid of people looking at me and saying either in disgust or sympathy, "Oh, look at that fat, slow girl." "J" shook her head and said, "I don't even know what to say to you." We have been running partners for many years. The years turned into countless miles of conversation which has led to the growth of ...