4:46 am... arrive at Riverwoods and hop on a bus to take me to the top. freakishly nervous. luckily i sit by a nice girl who is also experiencing the butterflies associated with a first half marathon.
5:15 am.... finally arrive at south fork. go to portapotties. then walk around laughing at the deer wandering among thousands of people like its one of us.
6:15 am jog a bit. down to where we heard the start is supposed to be- after a mile of seeing nothing but vegetation, we turn around. mass confusion ensues.
7:00 am. . . race officials arrive and inform us that it is our fault that the race has not started. we wait impatiently for the race to start!
approx. 7:15 am. . . i'm off!
miles 1-4 i contentedly keep a steady pace whilst listening to empowering tunes such as "remember the name," Glee, and Anberlin. after mile 4 some nice children give me water. thanks. (note to self- when running early in the morning, bring tissues because it is no fun running with a runny nose.)
mile 5 my ipod decides to suck all the power and die! i am left with no music. after considering just giving up then, i press on. after all, the morning is young and nature is beautiful. i feel great.
miles 6-9 getting a bit hotter. running a switchback uphill was not on the course map- i swear. but i do pretty good. a nice man runs by giving high fives and telling us how great we are doing. i see the pregnant lady i met at the start line and feel very inspired/empowered.mile 9 this is as far as i have ever run. the rest will pretty much be mental....
miles 9.2-12 phew this is getting hot. i'm sweating like a mother. some powerade invigorates me, as well as the cute little boys giving high fives. i am still keeping a steady pace despite the hot morning sun beating on me. sometimes i get the weird sensation of tingling in my calves. my legs feel a bit numb. i bust out of the canyon and know that i am almost done.
mile 12 right after the mile mark i see water ahead and my friend mike- cheering me on and taking pictures. he runs alongside me asking me how i'm doing (i'm a 7 on a scale of 1 to 10. 10 being the best and 1 being the worst.) and tells me to keep pushing- i'm almost done. determining to run the rest of the way i keep it up. as i near the finish line i hear people cheering me on. i don't know them, but they are rooting for me. my friend Bre yells my name, telling me i'm awesome.
mile 13 i put on a last burst of speed and spring across the finish line!
thoughts afterward: i can't believe i just ran that! i feel great! give me some water please. i have never sweated so hard or pushed so hard. this is the best high. when can i do the next half?
i ran the Provo Half Marathon, August 7, 2010.
i am hard core.
i am hard core.
thanks to everyone who supported me through my training and race: my family, my roommates (Jessica, Shalise, and Collette), Mike, Breanne, Katie, and Grandpa and Grandma Thomas!
is it weird that i cannot wait until the Halloween Half marathon?
Bring it on!
Bring it on!