A week ago I ran in my second half-marathon…which, should really be considered my first since it is the first one I actually trained for. It was so much fun!! The days leading up to it were spent wondering why in the heck I actually signed up (and PAID!!) to put myself through this. The Friday before Sunday’s race the “lovely” southern humidity decided to join us. 89% to be exact. I checked the weather on my phone the second I finished the race because I knew it had to be something ridiculous. Other than that, the race was great. I was feeling wonderful until I got to mile 9. At that point I had to really push myself to continue running. I wanted nothing more than to walk to the finish line, but I knew I would regret that decision, so I pushed on, allowing myself to walk for 30 seconds every time I passed a mile marker. Of course, when I got to mile 12, I didn’t want to walk! I think that was probably my fastest mile because I just wanted to finish…sit down…not feel nauseated. It probably doesn’t sound like it, but it really was a great race that left me wanting to do more! I had no injuries, and left the race feeling pretty good, other than being dehydrated, of course. It was a great experience and I’m excited about training for a full marathon…although I may wait a while.
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