It also didn't disappoint in the hills. Pretty sure after 2 miles, I looked at Phil and said, "This is hard" in kind of a whiny voice. And near the end, you come across a pedestrian bridge and you can see the finish line... and they route you AWAY from it to do another loop. Mean. At that point, I wanted to sit down right there and give up. But I didn't. Hooray for me.
I started off the race with kind of a outlook on it. I knew it was going to be hard and so everytime I had to run uphill, I felt like couldn't run. And everytime I ran downhill, I knew I would have to trun around and run uphill, so I felt like I couldn't do it. Excellent attitude.
That's me running in the blue.
But I realized about half-way, why my attitude was so bad:
We signed up for this race in March/April. After we started training, we got bad news, after bad news, a little good news, more life stress. Possible cancer bug-bite. Work stress. Life stress (which I am not ready to get into yet but if we are close, odds are you know about it). A little hope. Lump in the neck. Maybe cancerous lump in the neck. Still don't know about lump in the neck.
And while I should have been training, my thyroid tanked and I had a hard time sitting up. I wasn't able to train. I got in some runs when I could, but it wasn't nearly where it should have been.
I wasn't prepared for the race, and I wasn't prepared for the life stress I have had thrown my way. And I have kind of had it with all the uphill stuff.
I am hoping that this race has book-ended some uphill challenges I have had recently. That is the end in a chapter of hardships. So I ran (and walked) hoping this would be the end of that hard chapter. And that I will be able to move forward into more of a normal newly-married-26-year-old life where I can plan dinner parties and get cocktails with my friends or something.
We finished JUST over the goal I had set. By seriously less than 2 minutes over. SO CLOSE. We are looking for another race in the next couple of months. The race was beautiful and it was such a wonderful experience to run it with my husband and have him encourage me along the way. It is funny because before the race I was pumping Phil up, telling him he could do it. And during the race, he was the one encouraging me. Good team.