I still cannot believe it has been a week since I ran my very first half marathon with my mama! Ever since i got sick, I set a goal to run a half, and I am truly proud to say i did it!!!!!
As someone who never really "loved" to run, disney was behind the inspiration for it. THe race itself was hands down the hardest thing i have physically and mentally ever done. for training, I tried to run/walk 3 times a week, a longer run being one of them (did not happen as much as needed). I medically require a ton of sleep, vitamin shots, medication, and fluid just to function daily, so this was especially hard to do just to prep for the half. I felt undertrained, but i went in with the mindest that i would do what i could.
race day #1-
Saturday was the 10k and i was beyond excited!!! the 3:30 wake up call was soooo worth it! (never thought i would say that)
THe race went well and we had a blast! I felt that it was a very manageable distace and we focused more on having a good time then making good timing.
race day #2-
Half day!!!!! WE woke up at the same time and drove to epcot. My legs were a little sore, but i felt great!
Miles 1-5 went great. We were on track with time and i really felt conifident with where we were in the race. right before mile 6 (i think), my mom stopped to use the bathroom and witnessed a woman fall and hit her head really bad. she sat with her until the medical team came and it set us back about 25 minutes. I had a really hard time getting back into my intervals. Looking back i probably would have kept going vs. waiting on her, but i had no idea what was going on until she came outside and found me again.
we then ran through magic kingdom and it was amazing. I was in my glory. i remembered why i was doing this. I desperately needed some motivation and found it quickly!!!
mile 9 was absolutely horrible. I wanted to quit, but i just kept moving. i was so close. i was not going to give up, and i didn't!!!!!
we tried to take pictures with every mile marker, but honestly did not have time. I ran the last 3 miles with the balloon ladies. I knew that everything would have been better if we didn't stop for those 20 ish minutes, but at the point in time, all i was worried about was finishing the race. It was so tightly packed at the end, people were getting swept and the only thing i could do was keep moving.
at mile 12 I remember running through epcot and seeing Brooke from bibbidi bobbidi brooke with her medal and my mom literally yelled out "Bibbidi Bobbidi brooke we love you, omg it's you!!!!!" it was the cutest thing ever! after that, we turned the corner to mile 13 and i knew i would actually finish, and i did!!!!! seriously the best feeling in the world. I crossed the finish line with the happiest tears running down my face.
in that moment, i wasn't the girl who could't make it through an entire day of school without taking a nap. the girl who couldn't go more than 10 days without an iV, the girl who takes medicine everyday just to fell well enough to do normal day-to-day activities. I was the girl who completed a half freaking marathon!!!!!!!!!!
I am living proof that you can do anything you set your mind to. be the girl boss you know that you are!!!!