So when Minda suggested I run the MonsterDash Half-Marathon, in lieu of the MonsterDash 5K I was planning on, I joked that maybe I might just think about considering that idea.
Just before the start - 13.1 miles ahead of me |
It was not a great finish for me, though I did in fact meet my goal of under 2.5 hours (officially it was 2:31:53, but I am "officially" deducting 5 minutes for a very long porta-potty line at mile 4).
I hit no mental walls along the way - once I started, I knew I was going to finish - and in fact, I felt great for the first seven or eight miles. By mile nine, I was tired but going strong. At mile ten or eleven (they kind of blurred together) I was greeted and cheered on by good friends Mark and Anna and their lovely daughters, Ellie, Tabby and Malia.
Here I go - 13.05 miles ahead of me. |
When Minda joined me - about 1 mile to go. |
But for the first time, I started doubting I was going to even make it to the finish line. What if my leg really did collapse? Minda would hear none of it!
"Come on, just tell your leg it has everything it needs - blood, oxygen, nutrients - and keep going. You're going to finish - tell it that." And I did. And Minda ran that last mile with me.
Finished! And (technically) under my goal time! |
You are most welcome and what a welcome surprise to have a husband who loves to run as much (more?) than I do! Here's to next year's races!
ReplyDeleteThat is so charming and sweet. I'm so happy you have found the women that inspires you and helps you through the rough times. You are both very blessed!Joyce
ReplyDeletei am so happy for you Scott. Do you have the "what's next feeling yet" it always happens to me.
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