I ran my first 11 mile run yesterday. It was easier than I expected. I finally am starting to get really excited about finishing this race. First off, I can't wait to have my mornings back, to be able to exercise when I want and how I want, and to not have to have a deadline to work towards anymore. I never thought I'd reach this point. I still have 3 weeks of hard running to go, but it seems so simple now. I just hope my knee and hips don't cause any more trouble. They have really been hurting. Anyway, as I was running yesterday I started thinking about how it's going to be to cross that finish line and know I just ran 13.1 miles. I got teary eyed because first off, it's going to feel awesome. But there is an underlying meaning to it all that I never put together before. This race is in Cache Valley, the place I spent 4 years of my life. I had some amazing times up there, and some not so amazing times that made me feel like I had been chewed up and spit out. I realized I don't really like going there because I feel like Logan defeated me. I know that sounds crazy, but one of the reasons I fought moving home in the first place was because I felt like if I did, I had failed at living on my own. Of course that's crazy, but the feelings were there. It hit me that it will be a personal triumph for me to conquer this huge goal of mine in Logan. It's going to help vanquish that feeling that I was too weak and had to leave with my head hanging low. I don't know if this is making any sense, but I can't wait to accomplish this. I wish it were sooner. The more running magazines I read and hear advice from experts, I realize more and more that I am on the perfect track for my training. It feels good to know there isn't a key element I've missed that is going to leave me unprepared. I don't really have any goals for this race except to finish without walking. I don't care about my time - it is only my first half marathon - because I just want to say I did it. I used to think that after this race I'd pull in the reigns on running a bit. I think my opinion on that has changed. I have developed something that I really enjoy. I want to keep up the work and continue running races. I love feeling like an athlete. I love being a runner. Finally, I am accomplishing something great!
Posted by Megan and Cory at 12:30 PM