In November of 2009, I participated in a Biggest Loser contest with the Taekwondo school I train at. I ended up losing twenty one pounds. When it was over, I wondered how I could keep from putting it back on(because that is my M.O.). I decided that I would train to run in the OKC Memorial Marathon in the Half Marathon event. And so my journey began.
I never really thought I liked running until I was in the 7th grade. Basketball (myfirstlove) was over and track season had begun. I was ready to sit this one out with the girls who detested sports when Coach Malone approached me and said "get in the truck you are running the mile". I looked at him, looked at the jean shorts and blue Keds I was wearing and said "no thanks". He said "get in". So I did.
We drove down the road. It seemed like we had driven forever. He dumped us out, told us to run back to the school and told me to keep up with the older girls. Ha ha ha, ok coach. So we took off. I didn't do too bad, I didn't do too great but as I was running and the school came into sight, I got really excited. This amazing feeling of accomplishment swept over me and I began to run a little faster. Soon I could hear the girls screaming for me as I neared the stop sign which stood as the finish line. A surge of energy came over me and I sprinted (which is a slow jog for most). I know I didn't look fast but I felt fast as I finished my first mile strong. I can still remember that feeling and I wanted to feel it again.
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