So you're going to run a half marathon

Monday, November 19, 2012

August 2010 I went back to college to finish up my final year of school.

For some reason I started telling people that before I graduated in May, I was going to run a half marathon. It seemed like a nice dream, though I’m not really sure I planned on following through with that.

Apparently I told all the wrong people because they started asking me questions as the year moved on and holding me accountable to what I said. How was training going? Did I like my runs? Had I picked a race? Could I give them tips?

So around Christmas time I decided I didn’t want to let these people down. I got online and searched half marathons in Kansas. I picked one that was far enough away I’d have time to train (and maybe they’d still forget about what I said I was going to do). And I started increasing my runs from 2-3 miles to 3, 4, and 6 miles and beyond.

I started doing it.

A girl in one of my classes, Sam, told me it was something she had also always wanted to do. I invited her to run with me. She started training. We became close friends (and are still friends to this day).

April 8 came and Sam and I woke up at 4:30 to get on a bus that drove us to the starting line of the race. At 6 a.m. we were running and by 9 we were back on the bus headed to the hotel to shower, eat, and rest.

I ran a half marathon. I felt incredible. I couldn’t contain myself.

I stared at that beautiful cowboy hat shaped medal (Kansas, remember) the whole 2 hours home. I posted pictures of it on Facebook. I hung up my race bib.

And then I kind of quit running.

I graduated, I moved, I got a job, I got married. I’d still run my 5ks, so I didn’t really stop running, but I was disappointed with myself. They were a struggle. I used to run a 10k with ease.

Sure, I moved from nearly sea-level to 7,000 feet in elevation. That’s torture let me tell you.

This weekend I signed up to run a half marathon.

My friend Sam came to visit and we ran a Girls on the Run 5k Saturday morning.

Maybe I still had that adrenaline coursing through my veins, but that afternoon we were browsing downtown and ended up in one of the local running stores.

And then I signed up for a half marathon.

In February.

I live in Colorado, practically in the mountains.

What. Was. I. Thinking?

So, now I’m committed to this race and I have 11 weeks to whip my butt back into running shape.

Let the running commence!
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    ha ha! i did the same thing, told people I was training for a half marathon with no real intention of running one until they started asking me questions about it...i don't know if i'd be crazy enough to run another one (i think 10ks are the distance i'm most comfortable with!) but good for you! it's definitely a feeling like no other when you finish that race, have fun!
    1991 days ago
    Not only can you do it, you will be so glad you did!
    2009 days ago
    emoticon You can do it!
    2012 days ago
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    2012 days ago
    emoticon on signing up for your next HM! I just finished my first, and I love the distance! It's far enough that I need to take it seriously (and get my lazy butt out the door CONSISTENTLY!), but not so much that it takes over my life (though DH might beg to differ). And it *definitely* gets me "back into running shape" in a way that 10k distance does not.

    Enjoy the journey! emoticon emoticon
    2012 days ago
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