Today’s guest post comes from Amanda who writes There Are Two Sides.
Hello everyone! I am Amanda from There Are Two Sides. I like to shop, buy running gear, waste time on Pinterest and run. Slowly.
How many of you have ever passed a slow runner during a race?
Chances are a lot of you have.
I am one of those slow runners and I couldn’t be more proud!
Well, not to get passed, but to be included under the umbrella of ‘runner.’
Fifteen years ago I had my first of four knee surgeries (over 13 years) to repair a high school soccer injury. I turn 30 in (eek!) seven days so I had almost 14 years of slim to no exercise, especially cardio. After surgery #4 I was sick of being content with sitting on the sidelines, sick of saying “I used to be an athlete,” sick of the way my body looked and sick of the way I treated it.
My doctor cleared me to run, for the first time in 14 years, and I was scared beyond belief, running was a punishment during soccer practice, not something I have ever done for fun. After months of walking to build up muscle in my knee and leg, followed by months of running and learning how my body reacted to it, I finished my first half-marathon in 2:45. Sure, this is a lot of elite athletes’ marathon time, but for someone who hadn’t been active in such a long time, I was overjoyed.
This just goes to show you that no matter what your fitness level you can always take on something new. No matter what injury you have had or may endure in the future, you can always push yourself. One of my favorite inspirational sayings for during a run is “NEVER SAY NEVER,” because when I was younger (read: 25) I said I would NEVER run for run. That shows that the future is NEVER what you think it will be!
I have now finished three half marathons and more than 10 other races from 5K’s to 10K’s. I also have a goal to run in 30 races during my 30th year! I am not the fastest runner by far, but I am also not the slowest. My goal is to never be the last one to finish a race. I push myself knowing my limits with my knee and with my lungs and I always do my best.
Slow runners face different incentives than those flashy fast runners… we don’t get the first pick of race snacks, we almost never get trophies or medals and we never place in our age group. But we show up, we run and we love it.
I consider There Are Two Sides the extremely unofficial page for slow runners, complete with swearing, embarrassing pictures of myself while racing and tales from my day to day life.