Jul 31, 2013

Hey everyone, I survived!!

As most of you know, I went to Utah last week to drop off my son, (post about that this week) and to run my very first half marathon in the high altitude and steep mountains of American Fork.
I have trained for 12 weeks and guess what I learned?
Unless you live and breath that high altitude and run in the crazy elevation day in and day out, you'll still almost die and barely make it to the finish line! 
By mile 3, it felt like I would have run 7 miles in California.
Running at sea level is definitely much easier but I've learned that I'm a lot stronger than I give myself credit.
I've learned that I'm WAY more competitive with myself which at times can be a major downfall!
I kept saying that time didn't matter but it really did.
I don't know why I do that because time doesn't matter.
Wait let me rephrase that, time SHOULDN'T matter.
But as I was running, I kept looking at the markers and my clock and thinking, wow, I'm way behind my goal time.
Before you start to think I'm a crazy person, I really did take in all of the beauty and scenery I was able to see.
I also did praise myself that I was actually doing what I had set out to do.
I also did tell myself that I have only been running since February.
I kept wondering as each mile passed what had I gotten myself into.
After mile 7 I wanted to jump into one of the cars that would pass by so they could take me down the mountain.
I even secretly wished that an ambulance would drive by.
It's funny how much more of a mental thing running is.
Yes of course it's physical, the more you do it the easier and better it feels and the longer you can go but man my mental state was playing games with me!!
As I was arguing back and forth with myself to stop and rest my legs, I just couldn't do it.
I looked forward to the mile markers that had water stations which was every 2.5 miles.  
When the race started I had my audio books on.
For a 10k it's perfect because you can get lost in a book but not for this race.
Not for the high elevation that I wasn't used to.
 The noise on my audio book was just a nuisance after mile 3 so I threw my headphones off, stuck them in my bra and kept going.
By mile 7 I was hurting.
My breathing was out of whack and I couldn't help but laugh at myself and wonder why I was such a nut!
Going down hill on pavement is so hard on your body especially your knees.
I could feel that my knee was starting to get inflamed.
I could feel myself getting irritated with each old man passing me up!
I couldn't believe how irritable I was and then again I had to laugh because this was all my idea.
At mile 8 they were giving orange slices.
I'm pretty sure I mauled my way through three girls and grabbed two and a water.
Took a small sip of water and dump the rest on my head.
I ate those slices of oranges like a savage and threw the peels on the side of the road.
Yep, I'm a rebel. I sure did litter!
I got to mile 10 and I hit a wall.
My legs gave out and were so shaky.
I had to stop and walk and quite frankly I didn't care.
I was so tired.
I walked for a half a mile and picked myself up and started running again.
Everything in my body started to hurt.
I felt pain in muscles I didn't even know existed.
I was right in between mile 12 & mile 13 when my friend Celia called to see where I was at.
She and her sister in-law are amazing and finished in less than 2 hours and 6 minutes.
Anyway, I was coming up on mile 13 and had to walk again.
I was in pain, I was gasping for air.
I thought I had trained well enough but I was so wrong.
My legs were done.
I had about a half a mile left and some old man looked at me, smirked and said, "Let's go."
So together we picked it up and he gave me that extra push to run to the finish line.
I will be forever grateful for that man because I was tired.
Running this half marathon was by far the hardest thing I've done in my life.
It was not only physically draining but worked me mentally.
As I reached my friend and she held out her arms, I couldn't help but think that I was going to die and I was thinking that I was so glad she was there to catch me!
(and no I'm not exaggerating, it felt like death!)
I'm so glad I didn't do this half marathon by myself.
I'm grateful for my friends Celia and Krisann for being amazing examples.
I kept thinking of them as I was running and knew that I'd meet them at the finish line.
It gave me that extra push.
The whole time I was running, I kept thinking that I was never going to do that again but as soon as I crossed that finish line, the sense of accomplishment and joy was unreal.
I am ready to do another one but this time at sea level and in my own element.
I finished the half in 2 hours and 32 minutes.
My goal was to finish in 2 hours so this gives me a great goal to try to knock my time down.
I know this is doable to finish in 2 hours and I know exactly what to train for now.
I definitely need to up my strength training in my legs so they don't die out half way through.
But overall, I am still on a natural high from finishing.
It feels great to have that under my belt and can't wait for the next one!!
{We started at 0 dark 30}
{And this is our after!}

{My little Kenny came to see me at the finish line}

{I love these monkey boys!!}

{I have no idea what he was looking at but I could barely hold him up because I was so sore}

{Love my family!!}

{Celia is definitely an inspiration to me and I look up to her so much}

{Just trying to get feeling back in my legs. These women are amazing and totally killed it. We're definitely making this an annual event!!}
So anyway, I've missed you all.
I hope things are going well.
What have you been up to lately?
Please share, I'd love to know!

8 comments:

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    1. Thank you beautiful! I love your tutorials. Heavens knows I need them, keep it up!

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  2. Damn woman that's impressive. Pretty soon you'll run a marathon lol

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  3. You are my hero!!! Look at your smokin hot body! I can only imagine running at a high altitude...I don't know how you did it!

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    1. I don't know how I did it either to be honest! haha thank you though, you are too kind! I keep hinting to my husband me we need to go to NC soon, I'm itching to go back!!

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  4. I did 2 ½ marathons before I had kids. If I didn't have my little ones, I'm sure I would've moved on to marathons by now. Running becomes VERY addictive! Yay for this amazing accomplishment! Hope there are many more running adventures in your future :)

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    1. That's awesome! Running is very addictive. The whole time I was running, I kept thinking what in the world was I doing but right after I crossed that finish line I was ready to do it all over again.

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