Recap of my comeback half marathon ~ FINALLY :)

Oh my gosh!!! This post is SO late...but so LIKE me lately! I am hoping I can remember the good parts of this race because it was amazing in so many ways...it had it's ups and it's downs but I still think of that race and smile and my heart swells....and it was almost 3 months ago!!!

For a brief recap of my comeback training, go here

I was so thrilled to have my hubs, daughter (Amanda aka Prego Mamma) and 2.5 yo granddaugher Audra Kathren with me.  It was really strange not having Amanda run with me but she bowed out of the race due to expecting a baby boy March 2018!!!!! (I guess I will excuse her for that ;) )  I did have a great support team in the running group I had been training with!!! And, this was only the second half marathon my hubs had ever attended.  And if you know me, you know my family is everything so you can imagine how emotional I was...having them there, some great training friends and this being my COMEBACK race after a 2.5 year hiatus. 

The weather was definitely on the cooler side, but that is my favorite, so I was honestly excited for the weather.  

The first mile was a little jam packed so I just took my time and muddled through.  

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And within the first mile - mile and a a half...this happened!!

 

 I got a high five from my daughter and granddaughter!! The hubs was behind them...you just can't see him!! Talk about an amazing feeling, knowing my family was there to cheer me on!!  Miles 2-3 proved to be a mental game for me.  So early in the race?? I know, right? Well, to this day I am not sure what happened but somehow my right ankle just gave out on me...not sure if I rolled it on a rock or the gravel or what but it truly scared me but I just regrouped and kept on for about another 10 steps or so...and then it did it again and this time BAM....I went down...hard and fast!!! and boy did it hurt!! I just knew I was done.  Some very nice people stopped to make sure I was okay and wouldn't go on until they knew I could walk and had regrouped!! (That's fellow runners for you!!)   I stepped off to the side and just walked very gingerly for a while holding back tears.  I just could not believe that after all of my hard work for my comeback half...after 2.5 years...that it was going to end in the first three freaking miles.  Seriously??   I knew my family wasn't too far ahead so I told myself to just make it to them and see how it felt.  Just before I got to them the pain had subsided so I VERY GINGERLY picked up the pace to a slow trot and it felt pretty good.  By the time I reached my family just after mile 3 or so, I couldn't hold back the tears any longer.  Amanda knows full well what it is like and my hubs was so supportive.  After getting a few hugs from them and positive words of encouragement, I set off still very gingerly to tackle the next few miles knowing I could stop if I had to.    I gimped along until mile 4 and was feeling absolutely NO PAIN and finally had a little confidence back and picked up my pace.  Miles 4-9 were freaking amazing! I felt so good.  The weather was perfect for me and I had seen my family along the way a few times!  I was so happy that I didn't even care what my pace was.  I only watched my watch for my intervals!!!   At this point, I truly believed rolling my ankle was the best thing that had happened to me.  It calmed me down!!! And it made me slow down and remember why I love running so much and why I wanted to run this race!!!          

I got a high five from my daughter and granddaughter!! The hubs was behind them...you just can't see him!! Talk about an amazing feeling, knowing my family was there to cheer me on!!

Miles 2-3 proved to be a mental game for me.  So early in the race?? I know, right? Well, to this day I am not sure what happened but somehow my right ankle just gave out on me...not sure if I rolled it on a rock or the gravel or what but it truly scared me but I just regrouped and kept on for about another 10 steps or so...and then it did it again and this time BAM....I went down...hard and fast!!! and boy did it hurt!! I just knew I was done.  Some very nice people stopped to make sure I was okay and wouldn't go on until they knew I could walk and had regrouped!! (That's fellow runners for you!!) 

I stepped off to the side and just walked very gingerly for a while holding back tears.  I just could not believe that after all of my hard work for my comeback half...after 2.5 years...that it was going to end in the first three freaking miles.  Seriously?? 

I knew my family wasn't too far ahead so I told myself to just make it to them and see how it felt.  Just before I got to them the pain had subsided so I VERY GINGERLY picked up the pace to a slow trot and it felt pretty good.  By the time I reached my family just after mile 3 or so, I couldn't hold back the tears any longer.  Amanda knows full well what it is like and my hubs was so supportive.  After getting a few hugs from them and positive words of encouragement, I set off still very gingerly to tackle the next few miles knowing I could stop if I had to.  

I gimped along until mile 4 and was feeling absolutely NO PAIN and finally had a little confidence back and picked up my pace.

Miles 4-9 were freaking amazing! I felt so good.  The weather was perfect for me and I had seen my family along the way a few times!  I was so happy that I didn't even care what my pace was.  I only watched my watch for my intervals!!! 

At this point, I truly believed rolling my ankle was the best thing that had happened to me.  It calmed me down!!! And it made me slow down and remember why I love running so much and why I wanted to run this race!!! 

 

 

 

 Miles 9 to the finish were a bit of a struggle but nothing I couldn't handle.  I was still so dang happy to be running and not having to quit!!! I made sure to encourage as many other runners on the course as I could!    I knew I was going to hit one of my goals for sure....crossing the finish line...and I knew I was going to make another goal of finishing in 2:30 so I was thrilled.    As I was coming in towards the finish line, probably about the last 0.1...I looked up and spotted my family walking down the sidewalk towards the finish line.  Little Miss Audra Kathren had been such a huge cheerleader throughout the race, that I couldn't resist asking her mommy if I could take her across the finish line with me.  It just seemed so fitting and so perfect....and I cannot tell you the pride I felt holding her little hand....slowing way down to run with her and listening to her say, "Grma JoJo..."we are wunning....wet's wun to the finish line!!!" Oh my word!!!!! No sweeter words from a 2.5 yo!!!  And...the photographer captured the amazing moment that will forever be burned in my memory...crossing the finish line with my granddaughter!!!!!      

Miles 9 to the finish were a bit of a struggle but nothing I couldn't handle.  I was still so dang happy to be running and not having to quit!!! I made sure to encourage as many other runners on the course as I could!  

I knew I was going to hit one of my goals for sure....crossing the finish line...and I knew I was going to make another goal of finishing in 2:30 so I was thrilled.  

As I was coming in towards the finish line, probably about the last 0.1...I looked up and spotted my family walking down the sidewalk towards the finish line.  Little Miss Audra Kathren had been such a huge cheerleader throughout the race, that I couldn't resist asking her mommy if I could take her across the finish line with me.  It just seemed so fitting and so perfect....and I cannot tell you the pride I felt holding her little hand....slowing way down to run with her and listening to her say, "Grma JoJo..."we are wunning....wet's wun to the finish line!!!" Oh my word!!!!! No sweeter words from a 2.5 yo!!!

And...the photographer captured the amazing moment that will forever be burned in my memory...crossing the finish line with my granddaughter!!!!!

 

 

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