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I have always had an athletic build.
Let me rephrase that.
I had an athletic build, before three pregnancies left me with a dumpy athletic build.
Don’t wait for the punch line. Because I’m not joking.
As a kid, I was muscular. I had large thigh muscles and defined calves. I had a runner’s body.
The summer before the seventh grade, I aspired to join the jr. high track team.
So, I signed up for the Summer Fun Run.
Because I thought it would be fun.
Did I mention that it was a 5 mile run and I had never even run a mile?
Yeah, that didn’t seem to be nearly as important as my outfit. Does Jane Fonda ring a bell?
I remember being very concerned about what I wore. I coordinated my top and shorts to match my brand new little white canvas sneakers (the ones WalMart sells for like $3 bucks).
The idea of support never once crossed my mind, until I actually started running.
And then that’s all I thought about. My legs ached, my feet cramped. And the blisters were unsightly.
I remember thinking, “Fun run? You’ve got to be kidding me. What’s so fun about this?”
My parents and siblings followed me in the car, screaming out the window, “Go, Kristen! You can do it!”
I was dying. Surely, this was death.
I’m not sure how I finished the run, but I did, dead last. I learned something very important that day.
I was destined to be a sprinter.
And just because the word ‘fun’ is in the title, doesn’t mean it will be.
But this? Laughing at all of you? Now, that is fun.