And when I say run I mean I actually ran the whole thing. I am pretty darn proud of myself. Proud that I stuck out the training through the snow and cold outside. Through being sick and not being able to run for a few weeks. Through starting out not being able to run more than a minute.
I got the bib and t-shirt the night before the race and I have to admit I still couldn't believe I was actually choosing to run in a race. I felt all excited and nervous like before a gymnastics meet. I have to admit, it was great to feel that again.
I ran 3.1 miles in 36.5 minutes. I did not stop. I beamed with pride that my children and hubby were there to cheer me on.
Way to go!!!! I think that is awesome that you did this. :)
ReplyDeleteWOO HOOO! So awesome. And look at those cutie butt kiddos of yours!!
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