Run is done...

and so am I.

 I did the run this past Saturday before I went into work and even at the best of times it would have been painful. Within the first kilometer my shins were giving me a problem, so my sister and I resorted to a 2/1 split. 2mins run and then 1min walk. It amazed me how my conditioning has dropped so much. I was never a runner before, but a small 5k nearly killed me.

 For the most part my legs were fine except for my shins. I didn't have any soreness in my thighs or butt but the shins screamed for a good 24hrs afterward.

 As we crossed the finish line, our father was there waiting for us beaming as if we had just finished the Boston Marathon in record time. He then took us back to his house for a meal he had ready. We both grumbled a bit about our less than stellar performance, only to hear him remind us that it's not how you finish but that you did finish. He also reminded us that every step we took was to help those that couldn't.

 I was unable to convince my sister to do the Ride for Heart in 2 months. She hates biking about as much as I hate running. The ride is 75km, whereas the run was only 5k and that really doesn't equal out.

 Maybe I can convince my brother-in-law?