Last Sunday, I completed my Half Marathon. I actually had fun for the first 10 miles. I was smiling and really enjoying myself. Then on mile 11, I hit a wall. Well actually, the sun came out and it was rough for those last miles, but I did it.
It was great to have Cooper, Cole, Ken and my brother Tim there to cheer me on. What a difference it made to have them cheer me on. I knew where they would be standing so I was so excited to see them.
Yes, I did it, but I really could not have done it without the help and support of Ken and Tim.
My brother Tim is really the reason I signed up to run this race. He wanted me to run the Chicago Marathon with him last year and I said NO WAY. After I saw him run Chicago, I was so inspired to try it. He suggested doing a Half Marathon first before diving into a full one. GREAT IDEA TIM! My brother was there for me during this entire training process. Providing me with a training program, offering advice on what to eat to make the soreness go away after those long runs and always asking me how I was doing with running. I probably called him once a week with questions and he was always patient and willing to offer some great advice.
My husband Ken was supportive from the start when I said I wanted to run the Half. He was always willing to watch the kids when I had my long runs. He researched for me how to monitor my training and pace and set up my technology (NIKE Chip). Ken was never shy about giving me a good kick the butt when I needed it when I wanted to wimp out and quit. There were many days I wanted to quit and it is because of him that I didn’t. Ken helped give me the motivation I needed to see this race through and achieve my goal. He reminded me that I needed to be an example for Cooper and Cole. I needed to remind them that you don’t quit! You finish what you started. He always believed I could do this, when there were times I really doubted it.
So thank you Tim and Ken. I really did finish because of both of you. Tim, you gave me what I needed to get my body prepared and ready to run. Ken, you gave me what I needed to get my mind prepared and ready to run. I love you both!
As for how I am doing after running 13.1 miles…
Sunday afternoon, I sat on the couch and tried not to move because everything hurt. On Monday, I could barely walk upstairs, sit down and my legs kept locking up. By Tuesday, I was walking better and did not look like Frankenstein when I walked, and on Wednesday, I was able to walk down stairs without much pain. However it was all worth it. Today, Thursday, I am running for the first time since the race…a short 3-4 miles.
Last Sunday night when I put Cole to bed, he asked me when I was going to run my next race. I asked him why and he said because it was so much fun to see me run.
So is there a Marathon in my future? I guess I have to say never say never because you never know, but I would tell you that it’s probably a sure thing to bet NO WAY!
13.1 miles is DONE!
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