I was a bundle of nerves. I'd gotten MAYBE an hour of sleep all night. Adrenaline was the only thing keeping me on my feet by race time.
It wasn't a HUGE race, which was one reason I'd picked it as my first, but I sure felt crowded at that start line!
I was about 100m back from the actual line, and the starter gun scared me when it went off! Haha!
The whole pack started out running...and running FAST. That first km was my best km time, ever.
Sadly, I couldn't keep up the pace and slowed to a walk by minute 5.
I'm not yet able to run a full 5K. I knew I'd be walking much of it, and I was okay with that!
THAT was when your #run3rd dedications helped me the most. I thought about cancer survivors and those still fighting. Sisters-in-law and dolphins and Tyler. Patriotism..and always there at the back of my mind was our fearless leader, Sean. ;)
I had my music in my ears, the sun had come out from behind the clouds (it had rained ALL morning!) and I was finally, finally enjoying my run. The scenery was gorgeous with many trees already changing colours, and the residential area was filled with pretty houses.
A volunteer yelled to me, "YOU GOT THIS! YOU'RE ALMOST THERE! PUSH!"
That lit a fire under me, and for the last 200m, I sprinted.
I passed my daughter, fiance and step-dad and I could only smile as I ran by. The emotion I felt at that moment was overwhelming, and that's when I started to cry.
I could see my mother, standing right at the finish line with camera in hand.
I crossed the line and fell into her arms, sobbing...and then immediately had to push her away because I thought I was going to puke--that's how hard I ran that last 200m! Haha!
I wasn't last (that was a HUGE fear for me) AND I'd run a personal best, shaving over 4 minutes off my usual time!
I finished in 45:46...and I'm already looking for my next race. ;)