13.1... check.

I did it. This past Sunday, I completed my first half marathon! Because of the troubles I've been having with my knee/IT band, I was especially careful the weeks leading up to this race. I hadn't been able to do a legit long run for about a month, but with cross training and pool running, I was able to maintain my endurance/conditioning fairly well. Race day arrived, my knee was taped up with KT tape and wrapped with my IT Band Strap. I didn't trust the tape enough to try to run w/o the strap, but I wasn't ready to take the strap out for the full race w/o backup. I had only run with the strap a few times, but that had to be enough.

I started the race with a goal time of around 2:30:00. I decided that I had to walk for a minimum of 1 minute per mile, walk through every water station, and walk at least part of every steep/long incline to keep my knee from failing too early on. So, with my rules in mind, I knew there was a shot that I'd not make it in my goal time. I finished the race running and crossed the finish line at 2:31:54. Not great, but seeing as it's my first HM, it's also my PR. I can't wait for HM number 2 in a little over a month!

Post race, I filled a kiddie pool with 3 bags of ice, water, and a tossed in a few beers to keep them cool in the warm sunshine. Then, I climbed in. I think that's why my legs, feet, and knees felt fine the next day! That, and my foam roller...that thing is great. I've learned so much, and I plan to keep going.

I have also signed up for next year's Publix Georgia Marathon. If I decide I can't handle the full marathon in a year, I'm okay with cutting it short and doing the half...but I'd like to try to push it. Until then, I'm ready to transition my training to the triathlon stuff. This weekend I'll be practicing my first transition and doing some biking in south Georgia. I feel like I'm on top of the world!

I did it!

Post-race w/ the Beltline running crew:

It's Starting...

Well, many months ago, I started training. A few months later I started registering for races. My ultimate goal is still the Iron Girl Triathlon on May 20. However, during the course of my training, I decided to add other races along the way. My intention was to just do some 5K races here and there until the triathlon. Well, somewhere along the way, I got a little nuts. I upped the ante. I realized that I am capable of much more than I thought I would be able to do. I added in a 10k, the Spartan Sprint obstacle race, and 2 half-marathons.

It's all been leading up to the month of March, the month of races. I knew all a long that once this month got here, I'd be pushing myself to the limit. After my first half-marathon next weekend, I'll be switching gears to full-on triathlon training, instead of the mix of running and strength training for the Spartan Race. With a few bumps in the road and some problems w/ my knee, I have really begun to get scared for that half-marathon next weekend! The thing is, I am stronger now than I have been in years... if ever. I conquered that Spartan Race this past weekend. And even though I had my knee hinder my 10K run the weekend before, I have since begun to aggressively work on my IT band and changing my training around. I am confident that I can complete the half-marathon, even if I have to walk part of it. I have to keep reminding myself that I still have a second half-marathon, and my ultimate goal is the triathlon. From there, I'm not sure what comes next, but I will keep going... so I need to take care of myself along the way.

Another thing I remind myself of...my weakest moment ever. Just over 2 years and 4 months ago, I couldn't sit up on my own. I couldn't move without being in excruciating pain. Months later, 2 years ago, I couldn't walk up stairs without being exhausted, and I couldn't do a single situp without wincing in pain for a few more months. For a moment there, I thought I'd never have the lung capacity to do anything extreme ever again. One year ago, I couldn't run a mile.

I remind myself of 2 1/2 years ago... And at my weakest before/after my surgery (about 2 yrs 4 months ago):

My previously rock-climber-strong core muscles, reduced to nothing:

So, admittedly, I have moments of weakness. I want to quit. Thought seep into my mind telling me that I can't do it... then I stop and remind myself of the wonderful things that the human body is capable of. This body can heal and become stronger than before. I can run 13 miles...I know because I have done it already. I can conquer any obstacle that I face...I know because I have done it, and will keep going until this body can't take any more.

(Remember that 6" long, nasty surgery scar? Exactly. What scar?)