Mona Collins

My 5K Experience

In fitness, Victories on June 16, 2012 at 6:58 PM


Now that I am awake and refreshed, I can speak about my 5k experience. To say that I was nervous and anxious, is an understatement. Last Sunday, I cried just thinking about it. This story started almost two years ago when I decided to do the “Couch to 5K” app on my iPhone. That endeavor was the motivation behind starting this blog (the journey to lose weight and complete a 5K).

Today, I completed my first 5K in nine years, the second in my life. I signed up with a group from work. There were seven of us along with my seven-year old nephew who arrived to run this morning. The CASA Superhero 5K race benefitted children in the Bentonville area. My biggest fear was finishing last. I knew I wouldn’t win, but (dear Lord, please) don’t let me finish last. Next to last is way better than last.

Well, my biggest fear came true. I started in the back and by the half way water station, I had a thought that I might be the last one. When I realized the “person” behind me was a maroon Ford Taurus and not the lady from earlier, I had a full-on crying episode. In a neighborhood, no less. I cried so hard I couldn’t breathe. You know the sobbing cry where you make ugly faces and loud sounds, that was me. It was at that moment I realized the Ford Taurus was the escort car, and it was official. I was the last runner/walker. I felt horrible. I was exactly where I DIDN’T want to be…LAST.

However, I appreciate Volunteer Ken who came and walked with me. He reminded me that I was a winner. His words were “you’re doing great! Much better than the 10’s of thousands who are still asleep. You’re getting exercise and you’re helping the kids.” He kept talking and I soon stopped crying. We made it through the neighborhood and the finish line was in sight!

On my last stretch is was great that a co-worker came back to walk with me as well. My question to her, “You’re already finished?!” She smiled and kept me company. The best part of the day was having my brother and nephew join me on the final stretch. Yea, I cried again. They walked with me, and my brother joined me as I jogged to the finish line. Speaking of the finish line, another great moment was seeing and hearing my co-workers waiting and cheering for me as I made it in. I couldn’t have asked for a better support group. They were awesome! Way to go, Sam’s Club Marketing Associates.

It was a humbling race. Being last was not my goal. I finished the race and that’s most important. I will continue to exercise and get better. One. Race. At. A. Time.

Another race next month? I’m thinking about it.

  1. Congratulations! Volunteer Ken was exactly right and you should be so proud of yourself! I’m proud of you, if that counts for anything. 🙂

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