MS Gulf Coast Half Marathon

13. 1 miles. Thirteen point freaking one miles. To some, it may seem like a casual run. To others, it may seem impossible. To me, it was the goal. If you have seen my past blog posts, you know that I have been training for my first ever half marathon these past few months. WELL….it happened. I woke up the morning of the race and thought to myself “What the heck did you sign yourself up for??” Actually, I thought that several times throughout the day Sunday (LOL). But, it was race day and it was time to get to the goal. Fast forward to about ten minutes before the start, I am surrounded by at least 1,000 half marathoners and spectators all anticipating for the sound for us to go. Nerves somewhat settle in and sooner than I know it, my dad and I are taking off across the start line. I wish I could go into detail about the race, but in all honesty it’s a complete blur until about mile 10. We hit mile 10 and I began to feel a cramp on the outside of my right foot. I have been dealing with it for about a week and a half now but it was all come and go pain. I knew that no matter what, I was going to finish this race but needed to take it easy the last three miles before I injured myself. My dad gave me some Himalayan salt to help with the cramping (don’t get me started…tastes like an ocean wave hitting you in the face) right before we go up the bridge for the last mile of the race. Then it gets blurry again and all of a sudden I am coming off the ramp and around the corner to the finish. I get a sudden boost of energy and take off the last little bit into the finish line chute. All I remember is running as fast as I can, people cheering me on, hearing my name being announced, and crossing the finish line. All of the details are a complete blur, but all I knew was that I just finished a half marathon (omg what!!!!).

I can honestly say that I couldn’t have done any of this without the help of my dad. He has helped train me for the past few months and I am so thankful. So glad that we were able to cross that finish line together (even if the results say I beat you by a second LOL). To everyone who has supported me throughout this journey, I cannot say thank you enough. I truly have such a great support system behind me cheering me on.

I AM A HALF MARATHONER!!!! Time of 2 hours, 43 minutes, and 1 second! Now, what’s next??