Running

So when I ran track in highschool I only did sprints, nothing more than a 400m dash. My coach once put me in the mile, but after one lap I "accidentally" stepped off the track infront of the line judge I was disqualified.

Recently I have started to run longer distances, mainly trying to run 5K, & have been doing pretty good with the training but never able to do more than three to three & a half miles. The other day I found a marked 5K trail that was in a park close by & decided to run it to see how I would do.

I went there today & when I got out of the car I started to stretch & put my headphones on. What I didn't realize was that no more than 50 feet away there was about 20 or so kids having a picnic. Did I mention that all the kids were in wheelchairs? Yeah, that's right.

When I first noticed this, my first thought was "Oh shit, I am an asshole." You want to talk about awkward. Then I made eye contact with one of the kids. I got the, "I wish I could run" look. At that point I felt really really bad. Horrible.

So I stared running. Trying to not think about what just happened & focus on the run. Well, somehow (Karma) I missed the halfway turnaround point for the 5K (Karma) & by the time I realized it I was way way past it. (Karma.) I turn around & head back. Because (Karma) I missed the turnaround, my 5K was turned into an 8K (Karma).

Now I am sore, my calves feel like they are on fire, my body hates me, & I can not drink enough water. Well played God, well played.


I consider myself a nice person & a decent human being. I have tons of friends who will back me up on this too. I want to chalk this one up to wrong place, wrong time but there has to be a lesson learned. Always know & be aware of your surroundings.