I never, ever, EVER thought I would be able to call myself a runner. But I am. I am a runner.
In 2016 I participated in 5 races: Greek Fest, Spillway Classic, Saints Kickoff 5K, Bubble Run, and Turkey Trot. Since August 15, I have run a total of 268.77 miles. I have run in my neighborhood, along the lakefront, in downtown New Orleans, on a moving cruise ship, and throughout two parks. I have run in the heat, in the wind, in the rain, in the cold, and in the fog.
I completed the 20-week Couch to Half Marathon Training Plan from the Women’s Running website. I only missed one run (a 7 miler at the end of week 17) because I got sick, but I made it up at the end of my 20th week. And then I did two extra runs this week, my 21st of training, leading up to my big race.
I also did 152 Jazzercise classes in 2016. All of that adds up to losing close to 20 pounds. Winning.
I will run my very first half marathon tomorrow in Orlando, Florida. I will run through Magic Kingdom and EPCOT. I will run in the rain, or in the sun, or in the wind, or in the cold. Whatever Mother Nature decides to throw at me. But I will run. And I will finish. My goal is to come in under three hours, which I believe is totally doable.
I have been completely and utterly overwhelmed by the support I have received during this journey. I was asked all the time how my training was going, sometimes by people I didn’t even know were following along with my progress. Every time I posted something on Facebook a new person would comment with their encouragement and positivity. Numerous people even told me how much of an inspiration I am to them. It astounded me. It still does.
I cannot thank y’all enough. Y’all will never truly know how much it means to me. You are part of the reason I kept going, didn’t give up, didn’t quit, but pushed forward, always with my goal clear in my mind. Thank you.
13.1, here I come.
Have a wonderful weekend, everyone!