
You can imagine the look on my great aunt’s face when I announced during the fall of my freshman year of college that I was going to run a 5k race. ‘You’re gonna pay money to run?’ ‘Do you think you’ll make it?’
It was like my drive to be active had gotten out of hand. I did not have the natural born abilities to run such a race, but something in me told me to go for it. I loved running that race. I trained. I had calculated workouts to achieve and times to beat. It was a hard race, but I had prepared like an athlete and crossing that finish line, I felt like one too! I was among a family of runners all striving and overcoming.
When I came to D1 I felt a bond with the other adults – initially it was the shared experience that we’re all freaked out to use the Groupon for unlimited bootcamp during the hottest month in Tennessee. Overtime, I realized it was a bond that was really more of a community. A family of athletes preparing to be the best we can be. It’s really good to be under the direction of a coach again. D1 truly is the place for the athlete. Even those of us that just turned into one.
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