A few weeks ago, my coworker told me about a 5k that took place in Boca Raton, Fla. called “Run From the Rays 5k Run/Walk.” She invited me to join her and two others who she ran with. I accepted the offer and invited my gym buddy who has participated in numerous 5ks.

The race supported research for skin cancer. As a melanoma survivor, this touched close to my heart. It has been awhile since I have consistently worked out, I knew that I was not going to do well. Regardless, I still gave it my all.

When I was close to the finish line, my gym buddy cheered me on. She encouraged me to just run as fast as I could. I took a deep breath and ran. My heart rate monitor went to 199 bpm.

I think that is the highest that I have ever seen it go. After I crossed the line, I felt so out of breath and slightly light-headed. I took a minute to sit down and drink some water. It only took about two minutes for it to pass.

As I realized that I was the last of my friends to cross the finish line, I started beating myself up inside. I felt so discouraged about my health and fitness level. I just thought how I have gained weight, and was the slowest runner. I did not think clearly at that moment.

After all, I am only human.

When I got home, I spoke to my boyfriend about the race. He told me that I did great. In my head, I knew he was just being nice. However, he went on to say it is not about how fast or long that I could run. It was the fact I woke up that morning and ran.

Not everyone has that motivation.

This made me think about how I had a great friend who invited me to run. Another great friend was there, and cheered me to push harder. Finally, I had a great boyfriend who reminded me that I crossed that finish line. With this group of people who surround me and support me, I am already a winner.