So some how I was convinced to attempt my first 5K since April 14, 2013. It’s bitter sweet as it was a reminder of how much I enjoyed the energy of a road race. Eventually I want to run them again and I am diligently working at it weekly with “Who Say’s Roseann Can’t Run”, however this was a reality slap of how difficult it is not only to run a 5K but just to even walk it, but I guess you have to start somewhere. Previously before the fateful day my philosophy was that if you couldn’t run the entire race at least the option to walk some, part or all of it was there. Now that is a different story all together and I no longer have that choice to walk the distance if I can’t finish it. Realizing that was very emotional for me. But I have learned dwelling on the negative aspect can drive one crazy. I have to look forward and use this energy to help me focus on the finish line, some pun intended. Thank you to the Challenged Athlete Foundation’s Sarah Reinersten and Eric Gilsenan and my rock Mike Materia for helping and pushing me to make it all of 2 miles of the 3.1 mile road race. I’m hoping to make another attempt come the fall knowing now that I have to focus on improving my endurance daily.