Since starting this running journey almost 3 years ago I have run quite a few races. This would be my third opportunity coming up to Logan to participate in this specific event. I was struggling in my heart and mind as to how I would run this race. My daughter has been working and training hard to get ready for her first "real" half marathon. We don't count the first one she did when she was pregnant and walked the whole thing. She was anxious and excited to see how this would go. I was torn between trying for a faster time than the two previous years, and staying with her for moral support.
We got to the bus pickup fairly early and boarded the third bus. I like to sit in the front seat if possible and watch the course as we travel. Kali didn't like seeing how far she had to run. We got to the top and hopped off the bus and immediately started seeing people we knew. It's one of my favorite parts of the race to visit friends I've made through running. My mom's the biggest socializer in the world and claims she only goes to the gym to visit all the friends she's made there. I definitely am starting to sound like my mom.
|After waiting for about an hour and a half for the race to start and making final pit stops we headed up to the starting line area and the race promptly began. Kali was hanging with me for the first little bit but kept telling me it's alright if I go on. So I did. I would look back and she would be so close still so I hoped she would just hang in there. Eventually I looked back and she wasn't there anymore. |
Now this is where the race gets a little interesting to me. My last weekend's race at the Porter's Half Marathon was a challenge. My heart and energy was not into the run. Something was missing. That running spark just seemed to be fizzled out. Well, I noticed the same thing was happening today too. Usually as I run, I am happy and loving my surroundings. Around mile three is when I really start feeling loose and good and my muscles finally are warmed up. There's usually an exhilaration I feel as I run that just keeps me moving forward. Well, it just didn't happen last week and it wasn't happening today either. I started questioning my abilities and motives. I felt like Forrest Gump when he had run so far and then all of sudden stopped and said he wanted to go home. I was also feeling bad for leaving Kali and so when I came out of the canyon and saw her hubby and the kids there I decided to stop and visit my cute grand kids and to wait for Kali. Grandchildren were exactly what I needed at that moment and I was so happy to see them.