Fastest Half Marathon yet!!

Remember in my last running blog I decided my goal time for the OC Half Marathon was 2:13:59? Well, I absolutely demolished that goal today when I ran it in 2:00:32, my official personal record. My previous best of 2:07 didn't stand a chance.

My last FB post before I ran it was, "I know I'm 'bout to kill it. How you know? I got that feelin'" which is one of my favorite Kanye West lyrics on a song I love to run to, Ni**as in Paris. I felt like I was gonna rock it but I had no idea I would kill it that hard. I didn't even know I had it in me yet. Under 2 hours was an ultimate goal that honestly, I thought I was still a few years away from. It's not that didn't believe in myself, I was just realistic. Realistically, running a 9 minute mile or better for 13.1 miles is crazy! It is so hard. That's like real athleticism and shit. 

When I was on mile 8, I looked around and was like, "ass, ass, ass" (another favorite lyric) as I noticed all of the super buff, bad assed girls I was running around. Usually, I am still weeding my way up the pack of people, but I was up there with these super athletic chicks with nice asses! Then, I laughed thinking that I must be just as bad ass as all the rest I was running next to, right? haha! 

When my runkeeper app read me my time at mile 12, that I was at 1:45 I almost cried on the spot but knew I couldn't celebrate until my foot was over that finish. Anything could happen.

I turned the corner and saw the official clock read 2:02 and I couldn't believe it. I thought for sure I'd make it under 2 hours with the chip time. I yelled and hollered my way across the finish.

Here is a picture of me coming in. I still had a good stride and smile on my face.

I crossed the finish, got my banana and water pack, found Sean, and told him that was my fastest half ever and got massive tears in my eyes. Next, I called my mom of course and totally lost it and cried when telling her how I did. I get tears just typing it now, still! I wasn't sure if I did it under 2 hours yet but I knew I was dang close. Either way, I was stoked beyond understanding. All of that hard work, training schedule that I stuck to, and persistence paid off.

Mission accomplished.

My Legacy Gear

Official

Me and Sean after the race.

He put together this little collage for me. :)

Training aside, what REALLY got me through it, prayer. Seriously. Every mile marker I pass, or when it gets real tough, I pray. It really takes all my pain, fatigue, away, and joy, and strength fall in its place. I am so thankful for my body, that I am able to run and accomplish these goals I set, and sometimes I even surprise myself and accomplish above and better than I ever dreamed I could.