Salt Lake City Half Marathon

I did it once again.  13.1 MILES OF RUNNING.  And oh, the rush I felt.  I will be the first to admit I did not train for this race like I have trained in years past.  Training with one child is hard. I cannot imagine how mothers train with more than one child.  And yet, I surprised Sean and most of all myself.  Despite the lack of training this round, I finished only a handful of minutes behind my best time ever.  And that best time was after a season of excellent training.  I am so proud and grateful for my body.  

Around mile 10, I glanced at the timer and realized I was making excellent time.  Or at least a lot better than I anticipated.  I was doing so well that I panicked that my boys would not be at the finish line.  But sure enough like the amazing men (and toddler) that they are, I saw them waving and cheering me on.  Sean was standing in the spot we discussed I would look for them and Gavin flashed his toothless smile at me.  Talk about EMOTIONAL.  I teared up as I ran the last 50 yards to the finish.  Sean and Gavin just melted my heart being my biggest supporters.  Sean was blown away at my success and that made me feel HOT!

Running is a mental sport.  And my body proved that theory today.