# three
This is late.
Yesterday's challenge to Me was the one thing I have had problems with since I could remember: sports. I'm just not a sports person. I actually spent most of my teenage years not knowing what to do with my body (jump? dance? climb? yoga? noooooo waaaaay)
It wasn't until I suffered from mild insanity and signed up to join the school's competitive climbing club that my body became one with ... whatever else I'm made of.
So. Yesterday's thing-I've-never-done-before was to run 5 km on the treadmill at my gym.
You know when you psych yourself up and tell yourself 5 is only a number and the only thing between you and 5 are wimpy numbers like 1, 2, 3 and 4.
Don't underestimate 2.
I became suicidal at 2.1km and hoisted my white flag at 2.5km.
Loser.
This is one thing I have to try again. Come on, it's 5km. Peanuts!
