Then we went on vacation and I didn't run at all. This may have been helpful, in retrospect. I came back with just a few days to train before the race. Still couldn't get past that block, which I realized was more mental than anything else. I just had to think I could. Sounded easy enough.
Me, Mom, Vicki, Cristy, and Wendy ready to start the race
The morning of the race came. I met my sisters and my mom and then we all walked to the starting line together, a sort of warm up. I am so glad we did it together. There were good times ahead. Kenna came too. She had decided to walk with Grandma.
Wendy, Cristy, and I ran the race while Vicki, Mom, and Kenna walked. Cristy is young and in shape so she was way faster than Wendy and me. She left us in her dust. But, Wendy and stuck together, along with my running buddy, Camille. Wendy and I had both decided that we wouldn't walk a single step. Deciding together was very helpful. We encouraged each other along the way. In the last mile Wendy and I separated, which was fun because I wanted to cheer her on as she came in. And, we made it! We didn't walk a single step. Although it is nothing to brag about, I finished under 36:00. I was hoping for 32:00 but I hadn't even run three miles before - EVER. I think in 9th Grade I had to run a mile and that was the end of my running career.
The runners at the finish line and drinking much deserved water
Life is good - and I really like running!