Since early this year I’ve been preparing myself to run. I want to be a runner, but up until this year I haven’t ran since like maybe the 10th grade. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy & by the time I got the hang of it, BAM Mother Nature queued 100* weather! So I went back to walking instead.
Fast forward from Late April to the beginning of September. I was still at it but I was going 6 miles at a time with running & walking intervals. The idea popped into my head when a co-worker (who runs marathons for fun) said he was doing the Blue Cross Blue Shield half marathon on September 19th, need I mind you he told me this on September 10th. I decided if I were already doing 6 miles, what was another 7, right? (Wrong). I decided i was going to do it for fun & that I was going to finish, no matter what. This was my first race ever!
The morning of Saturday the 19th peered through my bedroom windows as I opened them too see the 5:30am street lights. I was ready & I was hungry! After devouring 4 pancakes with no syrup I headed into my room to get dressed. After about 10 minutes I had my outfit, compression sleeves, Polar watch, race number, & a little eyeliner then I was out the door. My coworker met me there & I followed him since id never done anything like this before.
I did it for a couple reasons, My anxiety has been off the charts lately (which is weird I chose this because crowds freak me out!), I wanted to meet new friends, & I wanted to push myself… & push myself I did, along with my coworker & new found friend Lisa. Everything was fine until about mile 6, it was hot & I was sweating but then I met Lisa.
Lisa & I are actually a really good team. Around mile 9 I started really hurting throughout my back & let’s face it, at this point I couldn’t feel my butt or my feet. When I wanted to stop to take a breather she pushed me, we grabbed a cup of water & lime Gatorade then went right back at it. I did the same for her close to mile 11. We ended up finishing the race side by side! It was an amazing feeling!
My coworker had finished the race and came back a little way to check on me & make sure I wasn’t on the greenway curled up like a fetus & crying so he also escorted us to the finish line. I have to give him credit too, the hills from mile 11-13 were kicking my numb butt. It is an experience I’ll never forget… & won’t do anytime soon 😛 however, Lisa & I are doing a 5k October 17th, which I can’t wait!