The first thing that you should know about running a 5k… check that… about me running a 5k, is that cycling doesn’t translate to running. They are based on a different set of muscle groups. When a runner or a cyclist crosses over to the other discipline they will find a jump in their heart rate and a demand for oxygen from those muscles that haven’t been being used.
Which is a great argument for cross training, if training is your thing.
To date my thing has been just trying to drop some weight and cycling offered me an aerobic exercise option with no impact. Which was huge. Because I was huge.
If you want to understand this better, try running with a couple of 20 lb. sledge hammers, one in each hand. Get the idea? Now add another 15 lbs and you’ll understand how much weight I’ve lost.
So I biked because I couldn’t run.
Until last week. My son was running in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure. I then found that several of our church family were also running. It’s a great cause and personal as well. My Mom, Annette, both of her sisters (my aunts Suz and Sandy) and, as of couple of weeks ago, my Mother in Law, Lynda, have all had breast cancer.
So I guess I was feeling froggy or just stupid and, when signing Jimmy up for the race, I signed myself up, too.
Keep in mind that I haven’t run in FOREVER. I tried to run in the Spring and couldn’t, so I bought a bike. I tried to run a few weeks ago and was moderately more successful, but honestly I only ran about a mile.
Pride? Foolishness? Arrogance? Whatever…
I have no idea what caused me to think I could run a 5k (3.2 miles), but I showed up with one goal. Don’t walk. Run the whole time. Even if you have to shuffle.
And I did. Official Race time results: 33:41.85.
And now I hurt all over. I can’t get on my bike because my ankle hurts. I feel worse than I ever have. Well, maybe not EVER… but bad.
I hear the swine flu is making its way through our congregation. Maybe I can catch it and feel even worse.
But then again, I don’t know that I have ever in my life run that far consecutively. And it was for breast cancer research. And I didn’t walk.
So maybe I feel pretty good after all.
Ok, here are some pics (Click on the thumbnail for the full size pic):
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Bart
on Sep 21st, 2009
@ 8:53 pm:
Vicki and I lol’d watching you walk up the platform steps Sunday night.
I wasn’t plussitude…I don’t think…do I want to know what that means? Merriams wouldn’t tell me, so I’m a little worried.
Great picture of you and Laddie. And Peyton let you take her picture. Now if you had Amy…
cb scott
on Sep 21st, 2009
@ 11:55 pm:
I am proud of you and for you Art.
cb
art rogers
on Sep 22nd, 2009
@ 1:06 pm:
Bart – Look up nonplussed. And Peyton neigh demanded that she have her picture made with me. And why wouldn’t she?
CB – Thanks, brother!
tom
on Sep 22nd, 2009
@ 2:29 pm:
Congrats, Art! Keep going!
-ta
steveharrison
on Sep 22nd, 2009
@ 2:34 pm:
Art, awesome job on the 5K and I know you have worked extremely hard biking and being disciplined in dropping alot of lbs…that rocks…your discpline in this area is a strong testimony of the discipline in your life as a pastor…keep preaching strong and loving those you serve…have an awesome day!!
art rogers
on Sep 22nd, 2009
@ 2:37 pm:
Thanks, guys. Appreciate the encouragement greatly.
For whomever may need to know: (I was using it more along the lines of the 2nd, informal definition)
nonplussed |nänˈpləst| (also nonplused)
adjective
1 (of a person) surprised and confused so much that they are unsure how to react : he would be completely nonplussed and embarrassed at the idea.
2 informal (of a person) not disconcerted; unperturbed
Papa
on Sep 23rd, 2009
@ 11:59 am:
Art, Proud of you. Lots of important things happened here. I think the most important was the time you spent with Jimmy. He is lucky to have a dad who loves him that much and who finds time to be together.
Dad
art rogers
on Sep 23rd, 2009
@ 12:12 pm:
Well, the time we spent together was before and after the race, because it took all of 2 seconds for him to drop me like a bad habit… ;)