I rarely ever swear. I just don’t see the need. But, something about running long distances makes me want to cuss up a storm. I %@#@(! ran 13.1 miles! (Well… so, I didn’t run the whole thing, but I did finish the whole thing!)
I did my first half marathon last Sunday. I think I posted before about having that as a goal. Well, mission accomplished! I finished it! It wasn’t pretty and it wasn’t fast and neither was I. But, in 3 hours and 11 minutes I made it from Scottsdale to Tempe.
And I have an amazing support system.. Daddy was there to watch the kids for me during my long runs and he brought the clan down to watch me finish the race. One of my besties brought me flowers… It was a painful, but wonderful day!
My Finisher's Medal
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