I did something this year that I am beyond proud of, and I want to share. I ran my first half marathon! Not only did I do that, but I ran a second one a month later!! I never thought that this was something that I would ever be able to do. Running a half marathon was something that I had been thinking about doing. I was up to running 10 miles easy usually once a week, so I kept thinking “what’s more miles?” But, like I was with my first race, I was scared. I was scared that I would fail, or that I wouldn’t finish, or that I wouldn’t have a good time. I was at my runner friend’s house one day and she had a half marathon training calendar lying on her table. We started talking about it and she said she was thinking about it to. After looking at the calendar, I decided that I could do it! I talked to my husband about it and he told me sign up, so I did. I really started training hard because I really wanted to make sure that I could finish. We went through 12 weeks of training. It made it a lot easier when I had someone doing it with me that could hold me accountable and also just to talk to about the weekly training runs. I went into this race with no expectations except just to finish. I didn’t care about my time or what I placed.
At the starting line, I had a quick moment of panic and thought “what the heck am I doing this for??” But, once we started it was really fun. I loved seeing all of the spectators lining the roads and the funny signs. I was feeling really good and never got tired. I carried a GU gel with me and I think I ate this around mile 7. I was physically and mentally ready for this race, and it showed. I finished in 2:05:15, and I never had to stop and walk. I was so PUMPED!! I wanted to do more! I had already signed up for the next half marathon in a month, so I went right back home to training again.
Before that race, I had started noticing that my shin was really hurting while I was running. I tried icing it but that didn’t really help. Then it went from hurting just when I was running to hurting all the time. Of course I’m stubborn so I didn’t go to see a doctor. I just figured it was a really bad shin splint. I figured that all a doctor would tell me would be to quit running. So, I toughed it out until after the next race. ( I know, it was stupid!)
The next race was fun and even more entertaining than the first. This one had ten times more people running, and it was the biggest race I had ever run. There were spectators lining all of the streets and they were awesome! But, this race was all mental for me. I know that I was physically ready for this race. I could easily run the miles. But, I was not mentally ready for it and I don’t know why. I worried about my leg the whole time and I kept using that as an excuse to stop and walk. Yes, it hurt, but I had been running on it for a month. My body just didn’t seem to want to do what it was supposed to. I was really frustrated with myself because I know I was ready, I just couldn’t do it. I had gone into this race wanting to finish around 2 hours. I finished in 2:13. I am glad I did it, and I am proud that I finished. I guess everyone has bad days and bad runs, and this was just one of those for me. This was something that I got to share with my dad(he ran too) and I am so happy for that.
After this race, I took some time off to let my leg heal. I took off the entire month of May. I walked some, but I didn’t run at all. I started in June just running a mile or two at a time and seeing how my leg would hold up. I didn’t push it, but I didn’t run any more than 3 miles.
My husband and my dad decided that I need to run the 4th of July race. I HATE the course for the 5k, so I decided that if I did it, I would run the 10k. My dad was going to do the 10k and he wanted us to do it together. I had not run more than 3 miles since the half marathon, so I really didn’t know if I could do it, but I signed up anyways. This was the first 10k I had done, and I enjoyed it! I finished in right at an hour, so I thought that was pretty good for not really being ready for it. My leg was still bothering me, so I ended up taking off the whole rest of the month.
I have now started back this week running and I will post more about how it’s going later.