It's out! It's out!

The result of the 7-11 800 run is out! And my stats are not that bad for (technically) a first timer.

That's me, Shiela and Em-em in our
finisher's shirt. Proud moments.
(Photo grabbed from Shie's Facebook)

My official time is 42:20. And I ranked 567th out of the 1216 participants in the 5K Beginner category.

I am also relatively faster compared to other women who joined this category. I ranked 175th out of the 512 women.

And, my overall pace is 8:22 per kilometer.

As for my friends Shiela and Em-Em, their official time is 37:37 and 44:43, respectively.

Boyfriend Mike, on the other hand, got 39:17. See, he's just three minutes ahead of me! I remember how he couldn't believe how he was just a few minutes ahead of me, saying I was fast. Whoa. Well. Well. Well.

As for me, task completed.

This is not the first time that I joined a 5K fun run. My very first was during the kick-off ceremony of St. Scholastica's College centennial anniversary. It was traumatic -- I had no preparations for the run. And, because I thought it was going to be purely "fun," the moment I lost sight of my friends, my interest to finish the run was gone too.

So what did I do while running alone? I turned in the 3K's route. What a shame, I know.

My singlet! Super proud of myself!!!

But the 7-11 800 run was different. I spent two weeks running everyday for about an hour with my partner-in-crime Shiela. At first, it was really difficult because I never really challenged myself this hard -- physically, that is. I don't play any sports and don't know one too.

So in my first few days, I would run for about a minute and walk for at least three or even more. But as days passed by, Shiela noticed I was improving. But not as fast as she is, though. She's very quick.

And you probably know what happened right?

I DID IT! I finished the run!

It was liberating. There were moments when I wanted to stop running but I knew it would be all the more difficult for me if I stop. My legs would "lock," says boyfriend Mike, if I stop running. So I didn't. I ran and ran and freed myself of all my worries. Before I knew it, I was almost at the brink of finishing it.

At that time, I felt that there was nothing else that I couldn't do. I know I've been berating you with my me-losing-my-will-to-do-this-self-imposed-healthy-living-shit for the past few weeks but my views changed.

I am more determined now. And I am proud to say that it's task completed.