Nothing screams FUN like running a half marathon in one of the hilliest cities, right?
This was my first time I've ever traveled for a race and all 2,116 miles to get there were totally worth it! This trip was a big step for me, in many ways: it was the first time I ever traveled for a race, first time I’ve ever flown, first time in this city –alone I might add. Like many bigger races, Nike races are through a random draw. I entered back in June on a whim thinking I’d never get in, But I did! I debated for a day, because it was only one week after my first marathon and I wasn't sure how that would go or how I'd be feeling. Ultimately I decided to keep my entry, because the experience outweighed any con I could think of. I went in with little expectations. I loved this race, so far the most challenging and scenic course I have ever run. I’ve never run a Nike event before, and I’ve never run in San Francisco before. From start to finish, I was thoroughly impressed. Not to mention, instead of a finisher medal, I got a Tiffany & Co. finisher necklace!
You guys..... I AM A MARATHONER!! I did it!! I ran a freaking marathon!!
To some this may not be a big deal, but to me it is. My body was able to do something I never dreamed of it doing and I pushed myself to accomplish a goal of mine. A year ago, I had my heart set on this marathon, it was my home town and one of the six world major marathons and I knew I had to run it for a charity close to my heart. Just 10 months ago I was hit by a car and suffered a lot of injuries. I thought my dream was crushed! I never thought I'd be able to run again, let alone run a marathon! With lots and lots of physical therapy, the doctors got me up walking again, and before I knew it running again. I had a rough start to my year, I was stubborn and I wanted to run again. I've learned a lot about listening to my body, injuries and running. My end goal is to be the best runner that my body will allow me to be.
I am pretty darn excited for the weekend to get here, SUNDAY IS MARATHON DAY!! I get to run my city and finally see how my body likes this 26.2 thing. I don't know whether to laugh, cry or vomit. I have a million thoughts running through my mind. Did I train enough, did I train right, have I eaten right, am I going to be able to do this, I feel like I just started training, I can’t believe how many miles I have logged, Where have the past 5.5 months gone. Looking ahead, the weather looks promising, but it is still 6 days out and the weather can change rapidly. I’m anxious to see how my training has prepared me for this, I tried to stay disciplined but as we all know life happens and my training really took a dive these last two weeks as a result. I guess we will see how it goes!
There are some days where running makes me feel like a badass.
You know the feeling – Your feet are running on pillows. Your legs are the weight of feathers. Your breathing is slow and controlled like you are sprawled out on the couch watching an episode of How to Get Away with Murder.
When a run feels absolutely effortless and you feel like you are flying like the wind.
And then you think – Is it windy out today or am I really running that fast?
I really did have this thought recently while doing speed work at the track. And then I laughed out loud. Because really, I didn’t turn into Tina Muir the second I stepped onto the track.
We all have things that make us feel like a fast runner. Fast is relative. Your fast may be my slow. Or vice versa. Whatever the case is, when you get that badass feeling, it’s a nice confidence boost to see that maybe all this hard training is working. Even if it is all in my head.
There is a badass inside all of us.
Dream Big. Work Hard.