I did a thing yesterday. What did I do you ask?! I completed my first ( yes first as in there will be more) half marathon. I am so extremely proud of myself. I don’t even know how to describe it to you readers( Side note: A half marathon is 13.1 miles or 21.1 kilometers).
I have been training for this day for a long while now and have had many setbacks along the way. I went in this race with the goal of just finishing it. We had a 3 hour and 30 minute time limit and I was just hoping to pass that. In the back of my mind I thought I might be able to run 13.1 miles in 2 hours and 30 minutes, but I didn’t want to set a high goal like that and be disappointed. On that note, I am extremely pleased to announce that my official finishing time was:
2 hours, 18 minutes and 53 seconds.
I completely blew my expectations out of the water. I couldn’t believe that I 1) finished the race and 2) did it in a great time.
I had gone to one group training session at a running club with a coworker and I remembered her coach saying, “ones you hit the ten-mile mark you are in the home stretch. Your adrenaline will be pumping and the last 5k will be easy”. I will never forget the joy I felt when I hit that mile marker. I was so happy and so proud. I knew that I was so close to being done. Then, I checked my watch and saw that I was killing it timewise. I nearly burst into tears while running because I was so damn proud of myself. I had never believed that could run ten some miles in around 1 hour and 45 minutes. I had to focus on my music because I was nearly hyperventilating out of pure joy. I remember running those last 3.1 miles thinking:
This is for everyone who said I couldn’t.
This is for everyone who said I shouldn’t.
This is for everyone who ever doubted me.
This is for everyone who said I wasn’t good enough
This is for everyone who said I wasn’t strong enough.
This is for everyone who left me behind.
I am brave enough. I am strong enough. I am good enough. Nothing will stop me.
Ironically enouhg, I made such great time that my friends didn’t actually get to see me finish the race. I had told NBFs roommate that I would be done some time between 9:30-10:30am. I actually finished right around 9:30ish. The silly boys were still on the train to see me and were absolutely blown away at the fact that I had already finished.
The second greatest feeling in the world was NBF give me a big hug and tell me how truly proud he was of me and how impressed he was. He and I like to joke a lot and give each other crap so for him to say that really meant a lot.
** correction: 2.18 hours later 🙂