Half way
This weekend I ran in my first half marathon.
After resting and icing my foot all week, along with taking several anti-inflammatories, I felt good enough to run on Sunday.
The race went well. It's a small race - capped at 350 people. I saw two friends from my training team before the race, Sarah and Noelle. The three of us paired up and ran together. It made the time fly.
By mile 3 my calves started feeling tight. But, not tight enough to make me want to stop.
Around mile 5 Noelle started to fall back. Sarah and I ran step-in-step together. I saw Ryan at mile 6. He was cheering from the sidelines and took a great picture of Sarah and I (I'll post later).
Sarah and I maintained a solid 10 min. mile pace together until mile 8. I had to use the restroom and had been holding it for about an hour. By mile 8, I could hold no more and made a quick stop in the woods that lined our course.
This put me five minutes and a half mile behind Sarah. So, the last five miles I was on my own. I felt pretty good.
At mile 10, my foot started to hurt. But, not bad enough to stop me. But it didn't help my already exhausted body and mind. I was counting down the last three miles.
Since it was a small race, there were few people lining the course, cheering you on. And, by the end of the race everyone was so spread out, I felt like I was running by myself a couple of times near the end.
Finally, at the last quarter of a mile people began lining the sidelines. Once I passed mile 13 and only had 1/10 of a mile left, I felt strong. I couldn't help but finish with a huge, cheesy smile. Ending the race with strong, long strides. Ryan said I looked like I could have run another two miles. Maybe...
So, I'm half way there. Our coach told us, if you can run a half marathon, you can run a marathon. I hope so, November 11 is just around the corner.
After resting and icing my foot all week, along with taking several anti-inflammatories, I felt good enough to run on Sunday.
The race went well. It's a small race - capped at 350 people. I saw two friends from my training team before the race, Sarah and Noelle. The three of us paired up and ran together. It made the time fly.
By mile 3 my calves started feeling tight. But, not tight enough to make me want to stop.
Around mile 5 Noelle started to fall back. Sarah and I ran step-in-step together. I saw Ryan at mile 6. He was cheering from the sidelines and took a great picture of Sarah and I (I'll post later).
Sarah and I maintained a solid 10 min. mile pace together until mile 8. I had to use the restroom and had been holding it for about an hour. By mile 8, I could hold no more and made a quick stop in the woods that lined our course.
This put me five minutes and a half mile behind Sarah. So, the last five miles I was on my own. I felt pretty good.
At mile 10, my foot started to hurt. But, not bad enough to stop me. But it didn't help my already exhausted body and mind. I was counting down the last three miles.
Since it was a small race, there were few people lining the course, cheering you on. And, by the end of the race everyone was so spread out, I felt like I was running by myself a couple of times near the end.
Finally, at the last quarter of a mile people began lining the sidelines. Once I passed mile 13 and only had 1/10 of a mile left, I felt strong. I couldn't help but finish with a huge, cheesy smile. Ending the race with strong, long strides. Ryan said I looked like I could have run another two miles. Maybe...
So, I'm half way there. Our coach told us, if you can run a half marathon, you can run a marathon. I hope so, November 11 is just around the corner.
