Saturday, October 12, 2013
I remember telling myself that I would run any distance, but I would NEVER want to do a mud run. Boy, was I wrong. This is my 2nd mud run and again...I had a BLAST!
All the Soul Sisters, pre-mud:
Here we are crawling through the mud:
This was a new obstacle for me. Challenging, but fun!:
All of us scaled the 20 foot cargo net. Just don't look down!:
After we were done, everyone said, "I can't believe I just did that!" Whether it was the 20 foot cargo net or the 8-foot climbing wall--you just can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment!
A majority of our group were 1st time mudders. We laughed so much, giggled like school girls, but in the end, we felt like warriors!!
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Plano Balloon Festival Half Marathon - 9/22/13
The morning was perfect. The temperature was cool and the skies were clear.
As we were getting ready to start our race, the hot air balloons were also getting ready to take off.
My sweet husband was there helping me gear up and giving me last minute encouragement.
All the miles, the pre-dawn runs, running through the little aches and pains--now the moment was finally here!
There is nothing like lining up with all the other runners. I could FEEL the excitement! Then the buzzer sounded, and off we went....
As we rounded the first corner, the hot air balloons were flying right over our heads. It was breathtaking! I found a comfortable pace and just kept chugging along...mile after mile...with the help of some great tunes, it all went by pretty quickly.
By the time I realized it, I was at mile 10 and I still felt great! Only 3 more miles to go. I started to speed up and caught up to and passed a few of the people who I had been running with throughout the race.
When I got to the last mile, it didn't even feel like I was controlling my legs, they were just going on their own. As I got to the last 100 yards or so, I saw my niece and my step brother. They were cheering me on, then my nephew and my sister-in-law. They gave me high fives, and I found myself sprinting to the finish line.
It felt awesome!
Who knows how many more half-marathons I will do, but this one will always be special to me. Completing a feat that I NEVER thought was even possible in my life.
Last year, I was 42 and almost 300 lbs. I got winded going up a few stairs.
Last Sunday, I ran for 13.1 miles!
Like I said before...NEVER SAY NEVER!
Sunday, September 15, 2013
When I registered back in the Spring, it seemed so far away. Now, it's here! 7 days to race day. And I am so excited!
1. This summer, I developed a Morton's Neuroma in my foot. If you don't know what that is, it is simply an enlarged nerve on the bottom of your foot. When I ran, it felt like I was running on a marble or crumpled up socks, then your foot goes numb. Not fun. Received 3 cortisone shots (one every 4 weeks). Totally gone!
2. A few weeks ago, I developed a little tendonitis on my kneecap. Doing a little Physical Training. Running through this one. It usually goes away after the first mile.
3. A few days ago, ten days before the race, I developed a raging case of strep throat. After two shots and a prescription, I'm 99% better!
I start my last week of training tomorrow. I'm ready!
Would I rather of had a smooth training time? Maybe....
But I never would have learned how to overcome the adversities and persevere through it all.
Would I go through all of that again? Heck, yes!
Tuesday, September 03, 2013
Last year, the thought of walking to the mailbox or through a parking lot was exhausting. I was almost 300 lbs. and got winded going up a few stairs. What a difference a year can make!
My husband asked me how much I would be running this morning...
I said, "I'll be back soon, I only have to run 3 miles."
What?? Are those words coming out of my mouth??
I share this because I never thought this was possible for me, but it IS possible!! I truly thought that I would live the rest of my life overweight and in pain.
When I first started, I could only walk for 5 minutes on a treadmill so that I could hold on to the railings. Yesterday, I ran 9 miles without stopping.
In the past, I never was able stick to my goals. When the going got tough, I would quit. By the grace of God, I am learning to persevere and never give up!
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