Half-Marathon

Last Sunday, the weekend of Thanksgiving, I ran my first half-marathon. Because of school demands, I hadn't been able to train at a level I would have liked, so I was kinda nervous going into it. The day was typical Seattle: gray and rainy. But I was very grateful that it was only drizzling and not pouring. Yes, that's a reason to celebrate in this city.

Mile 1 and 13 were pretty exciting - everything else in between kinda blurred together. I ate my first gu, which I was scared would taste horrible but was in fact quite tasty. Rest assured, I also took advantage of the gummi bears (mile 4) and krispy kremes (mile 11) being handed out along the course, so I was well fueled.

I loved all the supporters lining the course. Some of my favorite signs include "Chuck Norris never ran a marathon" and "go, stranger, go!". I felt very encouraged.

And then, before you even realize you've been running over 2 hours straight, the finish line!

Rounding the last corner!

Don't be fooled by the runner's clothes....the real evidence is in those lining the course. Umbrellas, hoods, and winter coats were definitely called for.

I was really excited to get a "space blanket" upon completion. I think I look more exhausted than victorious. I was ready to eat and then nap....which I promptly did.

Champion!...er....Finisher!

 In the end it was a lot fun and I never would have done it without some peer pressure support.

I'm still wearing that medal...