i don't exactly remember when i decided i was going to be a "runner"
to me there is a big distinction between a person who runs and a "runner"
and i wanted to be the latter
although i'm not quite sure where the line is drawn between the two
i am confident that it's there
and i think one of the qualifications to being a "runner" is to sign up for a race
so...
this past january, i made the resolution to run a half marathon before 2011
and unlike most of my resolutions,
i actually accomplished this one
and let me tell you...
i was incredible (other worldly even)
may 16th
6:45 a.m.
i joined about 3,000 other runners at the start line for the colfax half marathon
and almost peed my pants because i was so nervous
but to my surprise...
i was the best run of my life
the music on my ipod, the smiles, claps, and cheers from the spectators, the warm sunshine, the stranger i made my running partner, the people i love so dearly who came to support me, and the realization that with every step i was getting closer and closer to accomplishing my dream made the whole experience surreal
i loved every second.
does that make me crazy?
here's proof...
(calley snapped this at around mile 10...i can't even describe how happy i was to see her face)
to me there is a big distinction between a person who runs and a "runner"
and i wanted to be the latter
although i'm not quite sure where the line is drawn between the two
i am confident that it's there
and i think one of the qualifications to being a "runner" is to sign up for a race
so...
this past january, i made the resolution to run a half marathon before 2011
and unlike most of my resolutions,
i actually accomplished this one
and let me tell you...
i was incredible (other worldly even)
may 16th
6:45 a.m.
i joined about 3,000 other runners at the start line for the colfax half marathon
and almost peed my pants because i was so nervous
but to my surprise...
i was the best run of my life
the music on my ipod, the smiles, claps, and cheers from the spectators, the warm sunshine, the stranger i made my running partner, the people i love so dearly who came to support me, and the realization that with every step i was getting closer and closer to accomplishing my dream made the whole experience surreal
i loved every second.
does that make me crazy?
here's proof...
(calley snapped this at around mile 10...i can't even describe how happy i was to see her face)
i did it!
right before they herded us into a building, threw free stuff in our faces, and tried to serve us bbq sandwiches.
seriously? who wants bbq after running 13 miles?
sick and wrong i tell you.
(don't you love my running outfit...yes, i'm straight out of 1983)
aaron and scootie:)
i got a medal!!!!
my biggest fan.
she even cried when i crossed the finish line.
where would i be without her?
if nothing else, hopefully this inspires you to accomplish the dreams in your heart.
all the work it took to get to this point was completely worth it.
i am convinced there is nothing quite like seeing a dream become reality.
it's kind of addicting actually.
i'm already planning my next race:)
who's with me?
xoxo
I so wish I could have been at the finish line.
ReplyDeletegreat job, friend.