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After all this hard work trying to get ready for the Wilkes-Barre Triathlon, at least I &#8216;ve noticed one positive change in myself &#8212; I have become a runner.Now, now, my cycling-centric friends need not worry. I will never turn my back on my only true love and will always consider myself a cyclists. It&#8217;s just now, I think I can add the word runner in addition to cyclist whenever I&#8217;m asked to describe myself.I must be a runner.How else can I explain finding myself sitting on the River Common Sunday morning enjoying a banana after competing in my second 5K in the span of eight days? Or that for the second Sunday in a row, I managed to pull myself out of bed long before my usual time to get to these runs?Or how could you possibly explain how much I really enjoyed running in the events?I never really expected to enjoy the events. Those of you that have been following my quest to complete the Wilkes-Barre Triathlon know that I wrote in January about how much I hated running.But enjoy it I did, and I was quite pleased with my results.Running in the River Run 5K on April 18, I managed to break the 30-minute mark, finishing in 29:31. On Sunday, I managed to do even better than that, finishing the Max Fine Memorial Run in 28:31. I&#8217;m certainly not setting any course records, but I&#8217;m pretty pleased with myself.I&#8217;m currently mulling whether or not to give the Cherry Blossom 5-Mile Run a shot on Sunday. I will let you know how that goes.Now, if I can only figure out a way to add the word swimmer when I describe myself.

Triathlon Tales: Changing my mind about running