Well, I should have posted this about two days ago, but better late than never I guess. The half marathon was an absolute blast. As I stated earlier, my goal was to beat the Kenyan that ran in the Boston marathon. He ran his 26.2 miles in 2:07 and I ran my 13.1 in…2:05:27. Goal accomplished! There were many lessons I learned throughout the process of training and then running the race and I will list as many as I can remember and will probably be adding them for some time as they creep back into my memory.
1. Setting a goal and seeing it through is fun. I believe this may be the first time I have ever set a goal and stuck to it. This whole marathon thing was much more than simply running 13 miles. For me it represented setting my mind to something and seeing it through. Most things in life have come pretty easy for me and I have not had to work very hard for most of them. That is sad because I have not learned valuable lessons about perseverance and getting through the tough times. Doing this though, taught me a few of those lessons and it felt great.
2. Running is cheaper than therapy. That saying comes from a shirt I saw on race day, but thinking about it now it seems pretty true. Going on a 5 mile runs takes about 45 minutes or so and that is great time to process life. Having a two year old daughter, quiet times are not easy to come by. Between watching endless hours of Dora the Explorer and Go Diego Go, and then other shows after she goes to sleep, my mind stays pretty distracted. When I hit the road, those distractions disappear and God speaks as the pavement passes. I have truly enjoyed my time running around Mt. Juliet and spending those hours allowing God to just process life for me.
3. When we take the time to notice, God puts interesting people around us all the time. As I was sitting in traffic and missing the official start to the race, I was asking God to just let me get there before it was over. The race started at 7:00am and I hopped on a bus to take me to the starting line @ 7:15am. I sat next to a guy and we started talking about common interests like getting caught in traffic and being late for our starting times. I could have made small talk and then run off, but I ended up running the whole race with Brett, from Birmingham. It was great meeting a new person I must admit having someone to talk to during the 2 hours we were running was nice. Running that race alone would have been much more difficult.
4. Doing the little things pays off in the end. Being disciplined may not seem all fun and exciting, but is worth it. Having a training guide and using it to prepare for the race was key to my success. If I had stuck to the plan a little better, maybe my time could have even been faster. Kinda reminds me of my faith. While there is complete freedom in Christ, being disciplined helps prepare for the adventures ahead. I think I need to put as much effort into my walk as I did this run.
Thats all for now, I am sure to post more about the race later.