A few months ago I started running again, trying to lose some baby weight. At that time my friends, Tarah and Brandis were training for the St. George Marathon. I was only running a couple miles a day and 5 miles was my long run on Saturday. I thought they were crazy. CRAZY. I said over and over again that I had NO desire to run for 4 hours. Then the day of their marathon came and.... they inspired me. So I started training and if you add 2 miles to every long run it's not that hard. Until you are on mile 20- fast forward to the day of my marathon. I was scared out of my mind before it started but once I started going it was fine. I got to mile 13 and was thrilled to be halfway then I started the count down: 13 more miles, 12 more miles.... I kept thinking in my head I just need to get mile 16 then I would only have 10 miles left then nine. I made it to mile 20 and I was so over it. I was done running, I tried to start up again but once I started walking that was the end. I tried to run but walked most of the last 6 miles. As I turned the corner on mile 26 I saw TJ, Paisley, and TJ's mom. It brought a smile to my face. But I tell you that .2 miles felt longer than a mile. As I got closer to the finish line I heard my name and looked over and saw Blair (WHAT?!?!?! Yep, she flew in just to be there to support me- I love my sister- thanks B!), right about at the same time I saw Blair, Tarah jumped on the course and started running with me. Not only did Tarah get up and extra hour early to go with me to the race that morning, she was so amazing and so supportive - honestly Tarah, I could not have done it without you. As I ran to cross the finish line Blair, who was standing with the spectators, ran too and she was there at the finish line- I was still in shock that she was there. She made me forget that I just ran 26.2 miles.
All in all, thanks to Blair, Tarah, TJ, Paisley, TJ's parents, and Lisa who were all there to support me! Thanks to Jo, for sending me tons of great music to run to- thanks for keeping me going. Thanks to my wonderful husband who never once complained about taking care of Paisley every Saturday morning when I go out on my long runs and who has always been so supportive of my running. A big thank you to Brynn my fabulous running partner who ran all my long runs with me and then decided to move to Hawaii right before the race :) I miss running with you Brynn- when are you coming back?
I am glad the race is over and I am glad I crossed the finish line and I am glad I can still walk!
I will post pictures once I have them.