A friend of mine talked me into doing a 5K. Walking, mind you, I am so not a runner. But we trained and raised money for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society ($1500 to be exact) and as it got closer, I was terrified. Would I be able to finish? My 14 year old nephew recently pointed out to me that I never finish anything. Nice, huh? Sadly, he's right. So, after a week of being sicker than a dog, on a humid gray morning, I got up at 7 am and headed downtown, hoping to not throw up, praying to finish.
I did, in 52:30 minutes. Go me. So I learned that I can set a goal and push myself to accomplish it.
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