I had an amazing weekend completing my very first half-marathon! Despite my concerns about the predicted cold temps and high winds, it turned out to be an absolutely perfect running day. It was 50 degrees and enough wind to keep you cool the whole time!
And part of the fun was being there with friends. There were three couples and one spouse from each couple ran in the race. So we had three runners and three awesome supporters. It made the whole weekend so much more fun.
My friend Lauren designed a spectator's plan along the course to be waiting for us runners at strategic spots. And we all knew the plan ahead of time. So we got to see our loved ones at miles 1, 6, 8 and the finish line! From a runner's perspective, it's really what kept me going, knowing I would see them at each of those spots.
This was me at Mile 1 all giddy and hopeful.
This was me at Mile 13 all giddy and in pain. The knees were screaming uncle at this point.
Felt good to earn that medal! My time was 2:14! Not breaking any records with that finish time but it truly didn't matter to me. What I was most proud of was maintaining a personal record pace for the first 10 miles of the race. At the start line, I found my pace runner and ended up running right past her early on. My goal was to keep her behind me as long as possible. It wasn't until mile 11 that I started to feel myself pulling back mentally and physically. I perked back up when I could visibly see the finish line in the distance. The whole thing really is a battle of wills.
My awesome running buddies... Beth & Brian. They both smoked me because they are amazing athletes. It was just a blast to share this experience with them.
The best support team!
And the Hubs was my biggest supporter of all! He has been so encouraging during all these months of training. Training takes a certain amount of time and energy away from your loved ones at times and I appreciate how dedicated he was to helping me reach this goal. I was reflecting yesterday about how much it meant for him to be there at the finish line. This whole thing wouldn't have meant nearly as much if he wasn't there to share it with me.
Special thanks to Lauren for taking all these great photos of the action!
Running has meant a lot to me this year. I will be back tomorrow with some deep thoughts on running for newbies and those thinking of doing a half-marathon for the first time.
And now... I shall rest. And perhaps eat a Big Mac with large fries.