On Saturday, I ran a half marathon. The Wendell Foster Half Marathon to be exact.
That’s the first time I’ve been able to say that in 7 years. It’s also my first race post-baby. 14ish months ago I had a baby and this weekend I ran 13.1 miles IN UNDER 3 HOURS. I am so dang proud of myself for that.
I went into this race with expectations other than to finish. The time limit was 4 hours and to be honest, in the days leading up to the race I worried if I would finish in time. While I had started training well, the last few weeks I had hardly run due to work and other commitments. The most I ran during this training cycle was 9.5 miles.
My official time was 2:58.09. I was 418/480 and the last one in my age group to finish. And guess what, I’m still so pumped about it. My running goals look a lot different than they used to, but this sport is near and dear to my heart and I’m thankful it keeps welcoming me back year after year.
Race day was COLD with temps in the low 30s. But there is nothing like the energy at the start of a race. Once I got to starting line with hundreds of other runners, I was pumped.
The course was beautiful. We started in downtown Owensboro at Smothers Park and basically ran all around the “north side” of the city. The foliage is breathtaking this time of year and the fact that I got to run all around my hometown and see these views made me so happy.
The best part about this race was I had FUN. Miles 1-4 I just rode the runner’s high and stayed with the 2:45 pack. Once we started to thin out I realized I was going a little fast and should probably let off the gas a bit. Miles 5-10 I just tried to take it all in. I was running a half marathon! I was actually out there doing the dang thing. I took pictures of every pretty tree I saw. I took pictures of lawn statues decorated for Christmas. I gave high fives to spectators and even saw my high school XC coach at a water station.
By mile 11 I had slowed down a little and mile 12 was pretty rough. But that last mile I knew I could do sub-3 if I pushed myself.
Going down the chute I spotted Ryan and Emery and I started to get emotional. They are my support and the reason for everything I do. I could not ask for a better team. Ryan encourages me to chase my goals and Emery was the best little running partner during all those stroller runs. Gosh, I just love them so much.
Not only did we get massive medals, but the swag was also pretty great too. Tech shirt and hat, freebies and coupons from local businesses, a 13.1 sticker and a beer at the finish line.
This was the perfect comeback race. I had so much fun and I believe in my abilities as a mother runner so much more now. Already looking forward to 2022!