So, last December Steve and I stayed after church to meet meet with the bishop ( I can't even remember why now). As we were leaving the church we run into a friend from "the other half" of our ward (you know--before it split). He asks us about how the running is going, if I have any trialthlons planned--he also does tri's--and before we know it we are agreeing to sign up for the Moab half marathon with him and some of his friends (whom we vaguely know).
Now, I have never run anywhere near 13 miles before, so I research out a training plan I think I can commit to and get going. My body does not like moving up to three running days per week. Remember that this trianing has to happen between January and March in UTAH, and that I am a firm believer that NO ONE should be running more that 6 miles on a tread mill--talk about boring. I work through shin splints and aching hips and brave LOTS of cold windy runs outside. I find out that getting new running shoes helps the shin splints and the pain in my foot. I also find out that I CAN do this. I realize that new music, and more of it, is a must. (thanks Cory) I learn alot about my body and how far I can push it--turns out I can push alot more than I would have thought.
And then March comes. I actually complete two different 12 mile runs. I even start to get excited. There was a very cold day at the beginning of March (yes, really) so I decided to go do an interval workout on the treadmill. I haven't done this workout since the beginning of my training. I find out that I need to push those max settings up from 7 to 7.8 to get the same exertion. How cool to actually get to see a measure of my improvement. Yes, I will be able to do this.
So, last Friday Steve and I packed up the camper and headed for Moab. We left the kids home. We had a fun evening enjoying the Moab race weekend excitement, had dinner, did some shopping, and went to bed early.
Saturday morning I wake up sooooo nervous. Can I really do this? Steve is taking everything in stride. This is an easy short race for him (and he's done this race before). But he is supportive and patient with me. We didn't have anyone to be a photographer with us. I would have liked to have some proof for this--but we did do one self portrait just before we locked everything in the car and went to meet the buses. It was a cold, windy morning. We were freezing by the time the race started. Steve went up to the front. I played it conservative and went about 3/4 of the way back. 5000 runners! I think I should have started a little further up because I spent the first two miles doing some serious weaving and passing. I actually passed lots of people all the way through the race. I didn't enjoy the massive head wind coming up the canyon. I actually got blown around a little bit. I'll blame about 5 minutes of my time on wind!
I ran the WHOLE thing all by myself. And I'm really proud to say that. Steve waited for me and ran with me for the last mile. He's so nice!! It was just what I needed to keep me going. I finished in 2 hours and 10 minutes and I stayed with the first half of the runners. There were almost 600 women registered in my age category!! So no top prizes there. I did get a good shirt out of it though. And a few bragging rights.... I think I might even do it again!
(Oh, and while we were gone Brooklyn had her first gymnastics meet of the season. She was the top scorer for her team and got a gold medal. (thanks to grandma for taking her) Tia tried out for the ballroom dance team, and made it!, Kobe did and 10 mile hike with his scout troup which turned into a 14 mile hike, and Alex made sure the fish and the hamster got fed--what would we do without him!)