So, I ran my 2nd half marathon today.
Back story: I was not planning on running this race.
I signed up for it with my best friend back in November. We ran our first half marathon together and wanted to train again for another one.
Well, if you live on the East Coast and anywhere near Philadelphia, you know this Winter was probably the harshest Winter we’ve ever had. So. Many. Snow. Days. So much shoveling. Just not ideal running conditions by any means.
Anyway, my best friend came home from college this weekend to run this race with me. Neither of us had really trained for this. The most we’ve ran since our first half was probably around 6-7 miles. Knowing we had to run more than double that (13.1 miles) seemed very daunting.
Oh, I forgot to mention it rained heavily the entire race.
But, I’m skipping around here. Lets get to the good part.
So, the running expo was this weekend and you need to pick up your bib, shirt, etc there. The expo on Saturday was from 9-5. I got a text from my friend at 3pm asking if we were going to run this race. At this point at this time of day I figured we were just not going to run it. We talked on the phone a bit. She was giving me really good points on why we should run it. I still wasn’t sure, but then I immediately called her back and said, “Let’s do it!”
So, I picked her up and we headed downtown to the expo. It was about 4:30pm (half hour before it closes) and we picked up our race essentials.
We told ourselves that we would just have fun with it and to not put pressure on ourselves. We said we’d run as far as we could then walk. We really expected to run maybe 6ish miles then walk the rest.
How about we BOTH ran the ENTIRE thing without stopping!!! It was crazy raining and super windy. We did not train for this. We did not expect it to go well at all. Honestly, if it were not for my best friend there by my side, I probably would have stopped. Having her there motivated me to keep going. We motivated each other and knew by the time we hit mile 8 that we could actually finish this without stopping. And we did just that.
It was so cold. We were so wet. Completely drenched. We decided to run the race at the VERY last minute. We were not prepared. The cards were stacked against us in every way possible. And yet, we finished. And we finished damn strong.
This race opened my eyes. This race woke me up. This race that I was NOT going to do… It lit a fire in me. It made me realize how capable I really am. I feel like I forgotten for a while how strong I actually am.
This race was a testament to putting your mind to something and just DOING it.
And I’m going to keep doing it. Watch me.