Then I caught the bug.
My mud run, the Zombie Run: Extreme, was an absolute blast. I'll post an "archive" race recap about it sometime soon, but for now suffice to say it ROCKED! A week later, my first Muddy Monk trail run gave me additional confidence, especially for "just running" events. And after that, I was hooked.
So far this year, I've done two mud runs, a wacky obstacle course, a color run, a trail run, and two timed 5k races. By the end of October, I will have a total of (at least) 13 races under my belt - possibly more, as my September schedule is looking a little thin and I'm considering adding at least one more event. As I registered for multiple future events, I thought to myself, "Surely after I finish all of these, I'll finally feel like a real runner."
Turns out, I don't even have to finish those races to finally feel like I have earned the "runner" label. I know, I know, "once you switch from walking to running, you become a runner," blah blah blah. We all know that feels true in name only, not in essence - you do really have to earn the title, if not for others' sake, certainly for your own. This morning I realized I already have earned that title. What made me come to this epiphany? Flipping through running posts, I saw my hundredth "Tips for Your First 5k" post, and I quickly passed it by, thinking to myself that I no longer need those tips, that I am no longer a beginner and I know what is ahead of me. Heck, I'm not even limiting myself to just 5k races anymore!
A few seconds after passing the post, it hit me: I am now, mind and body, a runner.
Ready to RUN! That's me in the purple ;)
What was your "I am a runner" moment? I'd love to hear about it!