10 months ago I hated running.
All my life I'd been obsessed with water sports: swimming, water polo, sailing, underwater rugby, rowing. I loved to be in and around the water.
But as I described in 30-for-30 #2, earlier this year I took on the challenge to start running.
The process wasn't easy. But once I formed the habit something clicked.
I started enjoying the runs. The easy ones and the hard ones.
Suddenly I was looking forward to going out every morning.
Which brings us to today.
It was a fresh and beautifully clear morning here in San Francisco. I drank my usual morning espresso, laced up, and went out the door.
Then, mid-run, my phone rang to notify me that I'd reached my first 1000 Kms.
I couldn't believe it!
One. Thousand. Kilometers.
I stopped. Checked my watch.
I was almost done with my run for the day. But I was too excited to stop.
I reset my watch and started over.
I wanted to celebrate my first 1000 Kms and what better than a run for it?