I ran my third half marathon today. I always wonder why I sign up for these things...
Six years ago I could barely run a block, let alone a mile, let alone a half marathon. I was not and had never been athletic - though I set my mind to try and change. I set mini goals that year and ultimately ended up running my first half by the end of that year. It was a hard race and a hard fight. I got very injured training for it. My body just didn't want to do all that training. It was a bit of an extreme schedule.
Last year I decided to run my second half. Again I trained, again I got injured. I basically had to halt training and run the half with basically no miles logged. However, I did it. I made it.
This year, same story. Knowing what I knew from last year, I actually didn't even try to train this year though. I seem to work better on fresh legs than tired fatigued legs. All that said, that does not mean that I do not workout. I workout a lot and I workout pretty hard. Over the years I've taken appreciation for what it takes to stay healthy. I do this for many reason. My main reason is my family. I want to have energy for my girls. I want to be strong - heart and muscle. And most recently, I was able to use my experience as a parent teaching moment. As I said, I was not an athlete and had zero athletic confidence. But now I do. One of my girls, who is talented and athletic, found herself lacking confidence in her skills. What we don't always know when we are young is how hard we have to work to make things happen. From experience, I'd try something, come in third or last and quit. Now having a story to share, advice to give, encouragement to work hard and keep going and a race for them to watch, hopefully some of these things will give both my girls a belief in themselves that I didn't find until I was 40.
It sure was nice to have my family cheering me on at mile 12 today, right before I had to climb (another) monster hill to the finish line...but I did it!