If you follow me on Twitter or you’re my real-life-friend on Facebook, this is old news for you. But bear with me – I have to announce it on the blog.
I RAN A HALF MARATHON.
I’m still walking with a limp and I’m hurting in places that I didn’t know existed, but I’m so proud of myself - and that’s not something I say very often!
Cory and I were up before the sun on Saturday. I had a slight panic attack 2 minutes after waking when I lost my contact. I loud-whispered to Cory who was still in bed – “Cory! Help! I’ve lost my contact! I CAN’T RUN WITHOUT MY CONTACTS!” Thank God he can see and quickly helped locate my faux eyeball. Once again, all was right in the world and we were ready to race!
Remember my last post? I thought it would be neat if I wore my PE uniform sweater from grade school to shield myself from the 28 degree weather – and metaphorically throw away that part of myself (at mile 7 )
Thankfully, I didn’t have much time to fret because we moved pretty quickly up to the starting line. As our heat started jogging, I said “It looks like this is really going to happen!”
And it did. And aside from a horrible pain in my foot for the last three miles, I accomplished all my goals. I ran the entire time and I finished. 2 hours and 12 minutes after we started, Cory and I crossed the finish line!
More in depth thoughts, celebration and recuperation will come next! But for now, this is all the important information you need to know