Me, A Runner?

I just had an old friend comment that he had no idea that I was a runner. Well, I must admit I'm not. I decided that I wanted to someday do a triathalon. I can swim laps and laps. But I've never been good on a bike or running for anything longer than a mile. So, I bought a road bike and started biking. And, I started running. This is a picture from my first "race" which was a 5k to raise money for the LiveWelle foundation...I'm the shortest one of the group of course. Anyway, I had to have a goal so this race was my first goal (thanks to the blond to the right of me, the real runner)...run 3.2 miles in under a half hour without my heart or my side killing me. So I trained and ran and continued my other workouts and I did it in 28minutes. I was proud of myself. Then I ran the Speedy Spaniard in Spanish Fork, a 10k because of course I had to up my goal. I did that in exactly an hour. So you see, I'm not a speedy gonzales or anything. But I can finally run without my heart pounding out of my chest. I'll leave the biking stories for another time.