It was surprisingly fun.
As the race progressed, I kept thinking "I'm running a half marathon right now. I'm running a half marathon right now," but it never really sunk in -- or felt like I thought it should have (hard, miserable, 13 miles). Don't get me wrong, it certainly wasn't easy. The course looked something like:
Some of the hills were pretty rough, but thankfully I found a couple of my running buddies who helped keep my over exuberance in check (taking it easy up the big hills, walking through water stops, etc.).
I was hoping that the race photographers would nab some photos of me in action, but they seemed more interested in Steve. I can't blame them though -- his costume was much better than mine.
So these are the photos I'm left with. Let's start from the beginning . . .
First, I needed to choose which leg warmers to wear.
Tough choice, I know. But not nearly as difficult as ripping up a sweatshirt without completely ruining it.
It's a good thing I bought three sweatshirts. My ripping skills were lacking.
After the costume prep, I had to get my hair nice and big.
How MySpace of me. I was going for big 80s-esque hair, and ended up with Medusa-esque hair. What can you do?
Then I ran 13.31 miles. Yes, point-three-one. They measured the course long, so it's a good thing I was feeling strong -- otherwise I would've been quite annoyed. I took note of my time at the 13.12 mark. In my heart, that is my official time.
Here's a bedraggled picture of me after the race.
Flashdance!
Well there you have it. I ran my first half marathon on a beautiful fall morning, and I didn't feel like dying at the end of it. Hurrah!
I've also decided that this is my favorite time of year to run. Do you have a favorite season? Or if you live in one of those cities without seasons, do you have . . . a favorite flavor of ice cream?
As the race progressed, I kept thinking "I'm running a half marathon right now. I'm running a half marathon right now," but it never really sunk in -- or felt like I thought it should have (hard, miserable, 13 miles). Don't get me wrong, it certainly wasn't easy. The course looked something like:
Some of the hills were pretty rough, but thankfully I found a couple of my running buddies who helped keep my over exuberance in check (taking it easy up the big hills, walking through water stops, etc.).I was hoping that the race photographers would nab some photos of me in action, but they seemed more interested in Steve. I can't blame them though -- his costume was much better than mine.
So these are the photos I'm left with. Let's start from the beginning . . .
First, I needed to choose which leg warmers to wear.
Tough choice, I know. But not nearly as difficult as ripping up a sweatshirt without completely ruining it.
It's a good thing I bought three sweatshirts. My ripping skills were lacking. After the costume prep, I had to get my hair nice and big.
How MySpace of me. I was going for big 80s-esque hair, and ended up with Medusa-esque hair. What can you do?Then I ran 13.31 miles. Yes, point-three-one. They measured the course long, so it's a good thing I was feeling strong -- otherwise I would've been quite annoyed. I took note of my time at the 13.12 mark. In my heart, that is my official time.
Here's a bedraggled picture of me after the race.
Flashdance! Well there you have it. I ran my first half marathon on a beautiful fall morning, and I didn't feel like dying at the end of it. Hurrah!
I've also decided that this is my favorite time of year to run. Do you have a favorite season? Or if you live in one of those cities without seasons, do you have . . . a favorite flavor of ice cream?
Congrats on your half-marathon finish, Kaeti! The full is next :)
NICE JOB!! I have to disagree - WINTER is the best time for running (which is why you should run the Winter Carnival Half Marathon at the end of Jan...)
Great running into you out there! And what pictures do you speak of? Are there photos up somewhere?!?
Happy Halloween!!
you said hurrah...again!
I know it's going to catch on - someday.
Congratulation on your first Half! And in costume no less!
You did it! Congratulations!