The experience of training for – and running – my first marathon has given me a lot of things. It made me stronger, helped me make new friends and allowed me to check a big item off my bucket list. But a sort of unexpected thing it gave me was a new motto (if you can call it that). Over the last few months anytime I’ve faced any sort of adversity, I’ve simply.. Read More
After a rather long (and unintentional) blogging break, I am finally back. After finishing my marathon in October I was tired but so incredibly proud of what I accomplished. I not only finished the race but also completed my 30-day blog challenge and I don’t regret a thing about either. Even though the UofC Marathon Program doesn’t run through the winter, I am pleased to share that I still did! Here’s a short.. Read More
The first feeling I got after crossing the finish line was relief. I made it. I was done. But then, when the volunteer put my medal around my neck the sobs started. I didn’t think I would cry but there were way too many emotions bubbling up not to. I found Chad and Catherine just before I grabbed my food. Chad asked if I was OK and I certainly was. I couldn’t tell.. Read More
Sunday, Oct. 11 – Race Day I rose Sunday morning feeling calm, ready and excited for the race. I shook off my nerves the night before and thanks to the 8:45 a.m. start time, I got a good night of sleep, which is unusual for me the night before a race. At 6:30 I ate my breakfast of toast with almond butter and jam and a banana and got dressed, packing my pockets.. Read More
I know the burning question you have probably been dying to have answered is, did I run 42.2 kilometres or just 40.2? I can thankfully report that the first lesson I learned while training for a marathon stuck and although tempted to wave for a bus at 40K, I did indeed grind it out right until the bitter end of the 42.2km race. Actually, according to my GPS watch I ran 42.64km and.. Read More