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February 27, 2011 at 5:48 pm 3 comments


I did it. After weeks of training, I completed my first half marathon. Yesterday I was nervous. It was going to be hot. I knew that so I actually started drinking more water on Friday to be prepared. Smart move. I also decided that even though my camalbak slows me down in these conditions I would take it. So yesterday my official goal was to finish in under 3 hours. I have had foot issues leading up to this run so I also told myself that if they reoccurred my new goal was to just finish even if I had to walk it. If conditions had been better my really scary goal was 2:30. Next time!
So this morning my nerves had me up at 4 am even before my alarm went off. A cup of coffee, more water, and a banana on sandwich thin with peanut butter and chia seeds was my breakfast choice. By 5:30 am I was dressed and headed to the starting line. One stop at the porta potty later and a short wait then we were off. I was a little nervous, a lot excited and just so happy to be doing this. I didn’t cross the start line until about 5 minutes into the race.
The first miles my legs were heavy. But by mile 2 they were warmed up and mile 3 to 5 flew by. I saw Bruce at mile 5. That made my day. As soon as I saw him, I felt a huge smile cross my face. I was doing great. The sun was just starting to peak over the horizon. After a quick high five from Bruce, mile 6 flew by. By mile 7, I felt myself lagging. The sun was up and it was getting hot. The 2:45 pacer went to pass me and I said to myself that if I run with them I would meet my goal. Miles 8 through 10 went by quick. The pacer, Jim, told jokes and we were encouraging other runners. I knew I was going to finish this race for sure by mile 10. So at least one goal was met.
Mile 10 through 11 got tough. I felt like I was overheated and my camelbak mixture of gatorade and water was gone. I had to walk and losing the pacer group made me sad. I did stop and get water at the stations and felt good enough to run and finish the race strong.
I cried at mile 12 because I knew I would finish this race in under 3 hours even if I walked the last mile. I quickly realized crying made it hard to breathe and therefore hard to run. So I focused on the task of one foot in front of the other. I didn’t slam dunk the run but I enjoyed every step. The spectators were so encouraging at this point. It was fun to hear people call my name out.
I crossed the finish line when the clock said 2:51. I don’t know my official time yet but I am so happy with that. I pushed myself hard and I did it.
I also may have signed up to do the Irongirl 1/2 marathon in April. So here is to more training. Just watch out Mr. 9th grade PE teacher I may be an athlete yet.
Now where can I get a burger?

February 27, 2011 at 3:28 pm 1 comment

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