Walk like you mean it: My first 5K, on a brand-new hip, no less

I’m not an athlete. I just want to say that right up front. Where my husband is a freaking Crossfit/GORUCK junkie, I hate every minute aspect of working out. I’ve had the same sports bra since I was eighteenand only ever go to the gym so I can eat more cake.

I’m also just this side of recovered from a massive hip surgery in the spring wherein doctors peeled back my nerves and muscles, broke and reshaped and bolted my pelvis, then stitched it all back together and told me to walk.

I say all this...