Today I passed another milestone in my running journey. I ran my first race, 5.3 miles in the Frostbite league. It's a league put on by the clubs in Hants & Cambs.
Well what can I say, it was freaking hard, I'm not going to lie. The first part of the course was uphill (something I'm not used to) which really tired me out and I set off too quickly as I was running with a different partner. I'm so thankful to have him around I seriously wouldn't have been able to finish without him.
We ran the entire way around with the sweeper and I came last (well technically 2nd from last as Gary came in behind me) but do you know what I don't even care. I thought I would but by this point I was just glad I had managed to get myself around with falling over and collapsing.
The course itself was a hard one, having never ran cross country before (well since I was 16) and I found it difficult to keep my balance and not fall flat on my face. At the time I hated it but looking back I'm really glad I faced my fears and ran my first race. Here's to many more.
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