I always saw people running and thought: “What a healthy life! They look happy and free!” Then I had a traumatic experience on January 1, 2011. In February I started running. It was something to focus on and forget the emotional pain.
I started by myself, researching everything on the internet and running magazines. It was very grateful when I ran my first 30 minutes without walking. I was so happy!
Then I registered for my first race and I started training seriously, 3 times a week. It was just 4K, but I wanted to do well.
The race happened on April 17, 2011, the day that my mom died in 1998. Of course I ran thinking of her and I thought it would make her proud if I finish.
And I did. What an amazing feeling! It was just 4K, but for someone that couldn’t run at all it was rewarding. I wanted to cry and I will never forget the feeling. I still have the t-shirt.
And I didn’t stop. Many people saying that I was crazy because sometimes I wouldn’t go out or drink, specially when I had training or race next day. But the important people always supported me.
It was just the beginning!