I'm a runner.
My mile pace is slow. I don't have a perfect body. I sometimes wonder what other runners think of me when they pass me up. No thin legs or thigh gap here. My thighs smack each other while I am running. I didn't run in high school or college. I find my home in the middle or back of the pack during races.
I'm a runner.
I'm not a new runner or a hobby runner or a pretend runner.
I AM A REAL RUNNER.
We can be so hard on ourselves and think we don't get to use the word runner to describe ourselves. Whether we sprint a 7 minute mile or we walk/jog a 17 minute mile, when we lace up our shoes and get moving, we are runners. Whether we have slim legs, muscular legs, or we just have legs that are moving, we are runners. Whether we ran track in high school or we just started running for a milestone adult birthday, WE ARE RUNNERS.
These are just some of the things I struggled with on my own as I took up running as a hobby 3 years ago. I started running to lose weight for my 30th birthday, and none of my friends took an interest. I really struggled to lose pounds because I was only running. I never did anything with strength training, and more importantly, I didn't take time to learn how to eat for my health! And I had a hard time calling myself a runner because I was so slow!
Sound familiar? I get it!!
I kept at it. I didn't give up on myself. And now I am now down 25lbs and have kept it off for 2 years. I've logged 1000 miles in my first 3 years of running including 2 marathons and 3 half marathons. And my pace? Well, my pace is still pretty slow, but I am a work in progress.