Hello Princesses!
Just checking in with everyone to see how this weekend went for you all...
I saw Laura updated on the PHM thread. Congrats to you! I'm so proud of all of us!
Here is my recap:
I'll be honest, in January, I contemplated dropping out due to more family emergencies (SIL critical in ICU again after her intestines ruptured) and general road bumps and fear. It felt like the last several months of training went out the window for me and I started to stress my pace and the distance involved. But, I found my inner strength and reminded myself that I started this as a commitment to myself and quitting was not an option.
Instead, I busted my butt and made a "no excuses" rule. I had less than two months to go and NO time to spare! I figured if I tried and didn't finish, I'd be better off than not trying at all...so try it was. I had the perfect inspiration (my SIL) and the determination to go along with it. So, I created an 8-week training schedule and stuck to it.
We arrived in Orlando on Friday and hit the Expo. We picked up my daughter's race packet (200m dash) even though I knew she most likely wouldn't run due to walking pneumonia. Poor girl couldn't make it up and down the stairs at the villa without a coughing fit so we had her lay low and relax for much of the weekend.
We had a family day out for lunch and an Ikea shopping spree on Saturday. We were back in our villa at 8PM and I started preparing my necessities for the run. I was in bed later than I planned and only managed about two hours of solid sleep. Nerves kept me up and at one point I remember getting frustrated with myself over it. LOL
I had butterflies to the point of nausea on the morning of. My bladder was in overdrive and my sciatic nerve was sending jolts of pain down my right leg. I irritated it on my last long run during training and had to see my chiropractor on Thursday for an adjustment. I seriously started to worry at that point...
My friend and I met a lovely woman in our corral who had a similar pace. We shared training stories, talked about the weather, and our jitters and worries, and overall got to know each other while we waited to start. Chatting seemed to help us all calm down and realize we were there for the challenge, the experience, and the moment...why stress?
Once we started, a sense of peace fell over me and I literally hit the ground running. By the time I made it into MK, my sciatic pain disappeared. It was overall pretty smooth and uneventful for me. I skipped character lines because I wasn't willing to lose time.
Around mile 8 I wanted to throw in the towel due to incredible pain in the arches of my feet. It was a pain I've never felt before. I decided to take some time for a bathroom break and to stretch and off I went to finish my journey. Just before mile 10, someone started yelling to us about having only four minutes to get to the bridge. There were several sweep buses parked on the sides of the road so everyone hauled butt. Then, someone informed us that it wasn't four minutes until a sweep, it was four minutes until the character at the bridge went on break.

Needless to say, I was thankful for that adrenaline rush.
Miles 11 and 12 seemed never ending but I was in the home stretch at that point and nothing was going to stop me...not even the balloon ladies on my rear as I approached the finish line. I ran for dear life and I FINISHED!


Overall, it was one of the hardest things I've done in my life but I walked away believing in myself all the more. I'm so so so thankful I decided to stay in the game and allow myself the chance to try.
And best of all? Not only did I finish my first half-marathon but my SIL got to go home after several weeks in the hospital. What a memorable day for my family!
I'm already planning on next year's PHM. I want to challenge myself even more and continue on with running. I really enjoy it and it's keeping me motivated to continue on with my weight loss. I plan on submitting a time for better corral placement. That will be my goal.
During the drive home this morning, my husband said he'd like to start running too. We are going to participate in some local 5Ks in the next few months. He says he can't even begin to think of a half...but maybe one day.
I know this got long but before I end this post, I'd like to thank each and every one of you on this thread. You have all encouraged me from the very beginning and I appreciate the support. I hope to hear back about your weekend and I look forward to what's to come!