Before I begin I need to say a big Thank you to my Brother! He was an wonderful running partner. He kept me at pace and made me push myself. He was amazing, he ran every hill and even had a little something at the end to finish strong. I am proud of you and love you Lance.
For 3 months I woke up at 5:30 at least three times a week. I ran in the rain and snow and in single digits which made my hair turn to ice and my legs turn black and blue. I got numerous blister, lost three toe nails and had two bloody noses (in the same day, it was weird) and throw up twice-once on race day after I drank 3 Gatorade's and 32 ounces of water all within 30min, it was a little to much. I think that most of this is out of the norm, I was special to experience so much but in the end it made finishing more special. I am not going to lie, I teared up a little. I think this is the biggest goal that I made and accomplished. It was also my first experience of taking a weakness and making it a strength (not really a strength yet but I continue to work on it---starting Monday!)
So with any good speech I have to list my Thank yous. Without my two running partners this would never have happen, I would have slept in. My brother again for saying he would do it with me. And lastly the person who sacrificed the most was Garett. He woke up in the middle of the night with the boys and got up in the morning with the boys-they are very demanding in the morning. He gave up hours of study time and many hours on Saturdays. He rubbed my feet and listened to me complain about my crazy running partner who wanted to run in the freezing cold. Most important he believed in me, there was not a day that went by that he didn't tell me that he was proud of me and my running. I love you babe, Thank you!
Welcome to my thirties!
