One mom recounts her first ever 5K—and shares how her daughter was by her side.
Watching my daughter, Ashley, run while balancing her academic life and two children of her own, I was inspired to start running too. Not knowing if I would be able to finish the distance, I lined up at my first 5K full of nervous anticipation.
After a quick hug and encouraging words from Ashley, the race began and we were off! We stayed together for the first mile as my nerves melted away. When I felt confident I would make it to the finish, I told Ashley to go ahead.
As I watched her pick up speed, my excitement grew. I couldn’t wait to see her at the finish line. Being out there on the course with my daughter made my heart fill with mommy pride. It was evident that I raised a strong woman who, in turn, had become my inspiration.
I crossed the line listening to her cheer and immediately asked when we could do it all again. Running deepened my connection with my daughter in way that I didn’t know was possible. We have our own unique language through racing, and I love being able to share that bond with her. I can’t wait to tackle our next challenge!
I love the discipline running has given me. Even when I don’t feel up to it, if I make time to run, I’ll enjoy the accomplishment. Just get up and go!