Thursday, May 22, 2014

13.1 Miles

At midnight on January 1, Mike and I thought it would be a good idea to register for the Lincoln Half Marathon.  We had both been thinking about and planning to register for months before that night, but as May 4th came closer we (I) wondered if it was the best choice.  

Mike has ran 2 half marathons before this, but this was my first go around.  The furthest I had ever run in a race was 4 miles prior to this point so 13.1 was stretching my limits, but I had a goal to run this race and run it I did.  

Without going into all of the boring details I will say that before the race I thought this may be my first and last half, but now that it is over I am pretty confident I will do it again if not a few times.  

My parents decided to bring the boys to the race, which was a pretty brave move on their part, but I'm really happy they did.  

Unfortunately they missed Mike (because he runs so much faster than me) but stood in a strategic place so they could cheer me on at 10th Street and then they hurried to the stadium and saw me just before I ran down the ramp into the stadium.  

The steady stream of runners. 

Fairly content fans. 

I tried to stop and give the boys a hug and kiss as I ran by, but they didn't recognize me and kept trying to look around me because they knew their mom was coming.  Oh well.  It was the thought that counts right? 
Found daddy after the race. 

The racers


Family Photo!

Thanks Grandma and Grandpa for helping the boys be part of this big event. 

I would like to write an entire post about my race experience, so stay tuned, but no promises.  

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