So here in Provo, as I've said before, everyone and their mothers, fathers, children, dogs, is fit. So running a half marathon to most people around here is just a regular day for them. BUT for those of us who actually have to try and force ourselves, it's a big feat.
So last saturday Heather and I decided to run the Provo City Half Marathon. It was kind of last minute, and we were able to get FREE registration by volunteering at packet handout the night before-holla!
Anyways, we carb loaded (always the best part of any run), woke up at the butt crack of dawn, drove up the Provo canyon, froze our @$$&$ off until 7:15 AM when the gun fired, and we were off. The first 3-6 miles were kind of tough for me-my stomach was feeling weird and my legs were heavy, but we perservered and it got better after that. At about mile 10-12 I was slowing down...well, actually that's when we started speeding up-but I could feel my body getting ready to be done. Mile 12 was hard, but granted we were hauling by this point. We see the finish line, do a full on sprint, and finish! My time for this race was 1 hour 55 minutes and some seconds, which is a few minutes slower than my last one but here's why I'm okay with it:
1. This route was harder
2. I LOVED this run. The first half I ran I was miserable. I didn't have fun, wanted to stop, hated it. But running with Heather the whole time, joking, enjoying the scenery, not worrying about our time-it was a beautiful run
3. I thought I had more reasons, hence the numbering, but I guess I only have 2.
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