Back in January the thought of running a half marathon seemed IMPOSSIBLE. As I started training I grew to LOVE running. It was literally one mile at a time for me. The first week I could barely run 1 mile with out stopping. By week 6 of my training, I was running 4.5. After that I seemed to just love it. I guess they call that the "runners high" or so that is what I hear. I would run around 20-25 miles a week and it felt good.
The day of the marathon I was nerves, but so excited. The first 3miles were rough for me. I was just getting my body warmed up and there were a few crazy hills. After I was warmed up the miles seemed to FLY by. Mile 6,7,8 and 9 were great. At around mile 10 I was getting a little tired, but that is right when I saw Mike and the girls. WOW... Talk about a burst of energy. I felt so relieve to see them. It made me excited to push through the last three miles.
Once I could see the finish line (around mile 12) and here the people cheering I knew I was almost done. I rounded the final corner and the first person I see is Mike, then my girls and then Mark and Danielle and all there kids. The feeling that I felt at that very moment was indescribable.
I loved training and running in this half marathon and I am excited for my next one in June. That is right, i said it. I am doing another one. I loved it and I hope to beat my time of 2hrs 33 minutes.
If I could do this ANYONE can.
Already to go... 6am check-in!!!
Crossing the finish line.. I was feeling happy/tired/emotional and excited to be done.
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My TWO BIGGEST Fans
Seeing ALL these faces as I crossed the finish line was worth every mile I ran.
