Marathon mama

I did it.  I ran the st George marathon on Saturday, October 5.  I set a huge PR, and even finished about a minute faster than my most optimistic goal time.  Officially, I ran a 3:08:56, which placed in the top 7% of finishers. the most important stat to me is that I beat the goal time I was shooting for (3:10), so I felt good about the day. Additionally, that time is a Boston Qualifying time, which is kind of the industry standard for cool.   I feel like it was a major victory, so although no one asked for it, here is my victory speech.  

I need to give credit where credit is due.  I couldn't have made it without the support and sacrifice of my family.  My husband and kids encouraged me through many hours of training, and put up with me in the last week of nerves and self-doubt, (which translated into grouchy mama). And you would have loved me even if I had failed miserably.  Thanks.  

My mom and sister at the finish line:  I knew the only way you would be disappointed was if I couldn't finish, so when I wanted to sit down and rest, I had to keep going.  Thanks for being there waiting.  

To my speedy sister who ran with me:  I knew if I slowed down that you would be right on my tail, even if you thought you were going to run slower. You shared the joy and misery of training long distance, and believed in me and encouraged me when I needed it most.  You're the best! And you probably will beat me next time, but thanks for letting me win this time.

To my dad:  thanks for always believing in me.

To Mother Nature:  thanks for working the cool temps and tailwind the first 6 miles.  It was perfect.  

To the kids on the side of the road cheering and handing out high fives:  you make me feel like a hero!  I hope I can inspire you to challenge yourself someday, and I hope I can be like you by cheering indiscriminately and handing out high fives so freely.  I really fed off of your energy the last few miles. 

To all the other runners:  if misery loves company, we should be one happy bunch.  It was great to run with you and share the struggle.  Thanks for pushing me.

Thanks to the race organizers and city of St George.  It is a massive undertaking to out on a race for this many people, and we couldn't do it without you.  It is great to be part of something big.  

Believe it or not, all the hours of training were worth it.  It is an amazing feeling to run for three hours (and 6 months) to realize that you have reached the goal at long last. So even though I will maintain that marathoners are crazy, I am even considering running another one, just not for a while.  And I know, I must be crazy.