Until recently I completely forgot that I ran Track in my freshman year of high school. I must have been the slowest person on the team. I sucked! And I have no idea why I ever did it.
However, almost a year ago, parkrun started in my hometown. I ran 3 events near the start of it all, early November last year, and then didn’t run again until February of this year. I don’t know what changed during those 2-ish months break, but I am now hooked!
Those first runs… The very first parkrun was totally new and exciting. The second, third, fifth run…I remember starting out and thinking “what the f— have I gotten myself into”. But as soon as I crossed the finish line, the feeling was amazing. And then the running became a bit easier, I even made a new personal best! I found friendship, friends and a place where I felt like I belonged (I’ve been missing that a lot the last few years.) These days, I truly look forward to my weekly run.
This next weekend I am going to run my 25th parkrun! And I have no doubt that I’ll easily make 50 runs before our parkrun turns 2 years old (in just over another year).