Two years ago I ran my first half marathon. Disney’s wine and dine. I had no idea what to expect. I didn’t know anyone, Tho I met 2 amazing women who were just the nicest people ever. Had no idea I would fall in love with the sport as much as I have but I did. I’ve met some of the most amazing and inspirational people and made some best friends. 16 halfs and 2 fulls later I am still going strong. Each race I learn something new. Wether it’s about myself or what to do or not to do. As I completed my 16th half on Sunday, it seemed fitting to be wearing the wine and dine tee as I was freezing from a cold wet race. Some races are more of a struggle than others but unless I am dead I will make every effort to cross that finish. It shows me that no matter how much it hurts you can survive and push through. It’s been a roller coaster of a few years but here I am still standing. Sometimes with the help of friends. The journey isn’t ever meant to be easy. If it was easy. Everyone could do it. I’ve earned my medals. Keep on truckin my friends
Another day. Another half completed. You really never know how it’ll go until you cross that start and finish. May not be the race I wanted but I still crossed that finish. There is always another race waiting for me
Startline of the Ft. Lauderdale Half with Teddy. Can’t ever leave him behind
Mich Ultra Ft Lauderdale Half #16. It was hot n humid then it was cloudy then it rained. I didn’t do what I wanted but my runbud Joe did amazing for his first race. We’re soggy cold and happy. Earning that beer for sure. Body just didn’t cooperate
Ready for half marathon 16 tomorrow. My best arsenal for a good run. Things I can’t race without @nuunhydration @altrarunning @injinji @headsweats and my Adidas shorts. Looking forward to seeing how tomorrow goes.
Two weeks ago I completed my 2nd marathon. It was truly 26.2 miles of pure hell. I had trained and it had gone well. The weather was even looking perfect. I had discovered that my optimum race temp is low 50s. However, the temps had spiked the few days prior and my goal time finishing was not looking good. I remained optimistic but I had a plan b and plan c in place. The only time when I plan it seems.
As I enter into my second experience of tapering, I am putting what I learned to make it easier. The last time, it being my first experience, what not pleasurable by any means. I was even more ravenous than I had been the 3 months of training. I was irritable and just bitchy.
How training for the Chicago Marathon saved my life and changed it forever. I never knew I was on a journey until I was halfway through. Many plot twists for sure but as I get ready to leave for Chicago, I am not the person I was 4 months ago.