Tuesday, May 7, 2013


My official time was 5:12:57. 
Showing off my first marathon medal. 
I put one foot in front of the other 138,336 times on Sunday. I can't help but be a little emotional about it.

  • I don't know what made me sign up in December for this race. But I did it. 
  • I don't know what kept me from making excuses every time I didn't want to run. But I ran.
  • I don't know how many days I wished I would have never signed up for it because I didn't know if I could do it. But I did it.
  • I don't know how many times people said I can't believe you're doing this. You don't have to. But I did it. 
  • I don't know what caused me to get sick multiple times during training. But I pushed through.
  • I don't know how many times I saw people pass me and think why even try. But I put one foot in front of the other. 

There are hundreds of reasons I could think of why I didn't want to do it, but I can also think of a hundred reasons why I wanted to do it.

  • I want to do something hard. 
  • I want to do something others can only dream of doing. 
  • I want to feel alive. 
  • I want to feel like an athlete for one of the only times in my life. 
  • I want to prove to others you can do anything you set your mind to. 
  • I want to be proud of walking in my first 5K two years ago to running a full marathon.  
  • I want to prove to myself that I can do anything. 
  • I want to put all my trust in Him because there were times I wasn't sure how I'd do it. 
  • I want to beat my genetics. 
  • I want to be my best self ever to have a baby. 
  • I want to love doing something for life. 

And a hundred other reasons why I did it. I finished. I ran my own race.

I wasn't fast. I was disappointed in my time. Hundreds of people were ahead of me. But I have to remember I put one in front of the other, not just 138,336 times but 1,943,040 times throughout the training of 20 weeks to get to hold up that finisher's medal with pride.

I teared up running into Memorial Stadium. I just couldn't believe I was done. Done with the race I never thought would actually happen.

As far as the actual marathon, I'll get into that in another post this week, but I wanted to capture my thoughts just a few days after the race so I can look back on how I felt.