It came, it went, and I not only survived but I finished in the 2 1/2 hr time-frame that I had set as my goal (my official time was 2 hr. 31 min. 55 sec.). YAY!!!! And, I have to say that the recovery hasn't been that bad. Other than being tired on Sunday, my muscles have not revolted and I was back at the gym first thing Monday morning.
I wish I could say it's the hardest thing I've done, but Finley's birth trumps even this. Of course, I couldn't have done it without these people:
- Ryan: his support and encouragement (despite his personal opinions on organized races) were priceless. And he always watched the kids on my Saturday runs and during extra Zumba classes ... without complaining.
- 3 of my sisters who also ran it.
- Family & friends who supported & cheered me on during my training and on the day of the race.
These are the signs that Finley and Berlin held up while they cheered for me that last leg of the route along S. Temple (thanks Aunt Becky for helping make the fun signs!).
I seriously almost started crying and got really chocked up when Finley blew me a kiss, gave me a thumbs up, and said he loved me. But then I couldn't breathe and I had to calm myself down. The one thing I remember most about the whole day - seeing them cheer me on.
Our personal cheerleaders
Heading over to Temple to cheer us on.
Julie, Shauna, Valerie, Me