Yesterday I ran the Capital City Half Marathon in Olympia. It was one year and 12 days after running my very first half marathon. Funny how much can change in the span of a year. I remember being terrifed at the thought of running a half marathon. I never believed I could finish that marathon, and heck – I never had a desire to run a half marathon.
Crossing that finish line in Vancouver was one of the most satisfying moments in my life. I even remember thinking, “well, that wasn’t so bad.” I finished with a very respectable 2:20:18 time. Fast forward 12 more months and three more half-marathons, and here I am…actively looking for 13.1 mile races to fill my schedule, and setting my eyes on a sub-2 hour race before the year is over. After finishing a pretty grueling race yesterday – warm temps, too little hydration, and long climbs – I crossed that finish line in 2:06:05. That’s 14 MINUTES faster than my first half. Unbelievable.
This was my last race before the full marathon, and here I am again: I am terrifed at the thought of running a full marathon. I have absolutely no idea what to expect when it comes to race day. I still cannot really fathom running TWENTY SIX (point) TWO miles! Why am I doing this? I keep asking myself that, and I really don’t have an answer.
39 days to go.
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