I started running just over 2 years ago and never loved it. I did it as I decided to run after a family member passed away and wanted to raise some money in their memory. I was unbelievably crap at it. I hated it. But as others have said, I kept going. I went out in the cold (I tried rain once and it was horrendous so never again, treadmill for days like that), in the warm before it got too hot and forced my arse up hills.
My PT said to me it would get easier. I thought he was lying. He wasn't. I did and it made a difference. It became a little challenge for myself each time. Could I get a lampost or bin further. Could I go for a bit longer without a walk. Could I do it but be less out of breath.
I tried with a friend but it wasn't for me. I prefer going on my own so not holding someone back or as it became them holding me back because I kept going.
I did my first 5k on a treadmill and cried as I never thought I'd do it. I started end of Jan and this was probably about the late March. I was running 3 times a week fairly regularly. Then built up to a 10. Still didn't love it. Then last April so just over a year in I did my longest which was 13.5k. I can very distinctly remember being at about 8k thinking "I'm not dying, bloody hell I've got better at this" and feeling really proud of myself.
You have to keep going and celebrate the little wins because it does get better. I still don't love it. Sadly I've been out for most of last year with a stress fracture that won't heal. 2 months rest and then 2 months on crutches as it didn't improve.
Went back to running in August. I was so out of practice and basically back to my original time for a 5k. I was so sad as I felt like I'd lost all my progress. It came back quickly. As too did my sore shin. So now on rest again awaiting a MRI (5 month wait) to see what's going on. I miss running. Not because I was any good at it. But it meant something to me. I started it when I was at my lowest. I missed someone so much and I always thought they'd be a) shocked at me doing it and b) so bloody proud.
And the races, I don't care if I'm in the bottom few for my age (43). It feels brilliant to know you went out there and did it. Also if you do Parkrun find the right one. I went to my first one and it was super competitive with no toilets and crap parking. Been to 2 others regularly pre ban and loved them - nice people who genuinely support you no matter how good you are.
Good luck and headphones all the way - I love bone conductor ones too as can hear properly so feel safe running through woods or on a path.