My First

I am so proud of myself today. For as long as I can remember, I sucked at running. I mean really suck. My best time running a mile was over 15 minutes. Today, that all changed for me. If you recall my husband is a marine so he's used to running a numerous amount of miles and still be able to survive afterwards. I had just returned from my abs class and I didn't want to go to the gym and try to use a treadmill along with the other 5,000 people working out after work. I asked my husband to run a mile with me and he begrudgingly did so. I think it was the best thing that has ever happened to me... and maybe him too. ;) We started our run and usually 5-6 minutes in, I would stop, but not this time. I actually was surprised myself that I was able to keep up and endure for as long as I did. I think my husband was secretly impressed himself. I'm not going to lie; I ended up stopping twice, but only for a split second because my husband pushed me to continue running. Along the way he would remind when my breathing was starting to get panicky; he also gave me some pointers that I didn't know before such as unclenching my fists. I have always clenched my fists which most likely contributed to my decrease in stamina. I can actually say that I ran my best mile today. I have my husband to thank for that. :D