This past weekend, my daughter and I participated in our first 5k.
I’ve been wanting to do a 5k for a while, but I never went for it. I like to walk, but I’m not a big runner, so convincing myself was hurdle #1. Hurdle #2 was having someone to do it with, as I didn’t want to do it on my own. Luckey, for me, things aligned and hurdles were overcome.
Our town was hosting a run/walk 5k, and it was the perfect opportunity. First off, it said we could run or walk. I walk a 5k most Fridays while I talk to my mom, so I knew I could do it. And when I talked to my daughter, she agreed she’d walk with me. Plus, our town is pretty small, and so I felt it’d be a low-key event.
So we signed up and participated.
On the day, we got there early and were motivated. There weren’t a ton of people, and we felt pretty good. When the race started, we decided we should maybe jog a little as everyone else was, and we didn’t want to be in last place. A little jogging turned into more and more jogging. Turns out, we jogged most of the 5k. Sure, there were a lot of breaks to walk and catch our breath, but we surprised ourselves with just how much jogging we did.
In the end, my daughter clocked in at 32 minutes 59 seconds, which is 5.7mph, and I came in at 33 minutes 17 seconds, which is 5.6mph. Our plan was to stick together the whole race, which we did, she just had a bit more energy than I did at the end.
I’m very proud of our first 5k, especially since we didn’t train and didn’t plan to jog it. It was actually kind of fun, and now we get to say we completed a 5k.