Wednesday, June 08, 2011

Move over kids,



Mama's got a new biggest accomplishment.

Of course I'm kidding.  Nothing could ever out-rank those 4 sweet souls. 

All joking aside, I pride myself on being a "big picture" kind of girl.  And to that end, I'd like you to know that I realize running a 20k/12.4 miles/half marathon really isn't that big of a deal.  I mean, people do it all the time. Some even do it easily. (I am not one of them.)

That being said...I DID IT!  Did you hear me?!?  I DID IT!  I trained, ran, and completed Dam to Dam on Saturday and it was invigorating.  And exhausting. And overwhelming. And emotional. And fun. And exhausting.  Oh, did I mention that already?




I remember telling a friend back in the early stages of my training that I just kind of felt like I was being called to run this race.  Please do not misunderstand me. I do not think God cares whether or not I added Dam to Dam to my list of accomplishments, nor do I think He's necessarily a huge proponent of races luring it's runners to the finish line with the promise of alcoholic beverages. :)

However, I do know that He wants me to do things that may be uncomfortable for me.  Things that make me nervous.  Things that are difficult and get me out of my comfort zone.  God knows me well and He hears my inner thoughts repeatedly laced with self-doubt.  And what I came to realize is that doubting myself meant that I was doubting Him.  Running and finishing this race became a heart issue for me. Could I trust Him enough to trust myself and my abilities?  And as it turns out, I CAN. Good to know. {Duh, Missy.}

Anyway, thank you all for the prayers, words of encouragement, text messages, phone calls, and comments. I realize that this is beginning to sound like an awards ceremony acceptance speech; however, I do really want to especially thank a few people. 

First of all, my husband and kids.  I'm a slow runner and training took time.  Time away from them. And as much as I hated being away, I knew that they were supporting me and cheering me on.  (Sometimes literally -- I'd often come home from an early morning long run to the chants of 4 cute voices on the deck or front porch. "Go Mommy Go.")

Secondly, a huge thanks to my brother Scott. He rocked the race and was a great support throughout training.

Scott on the home stretch.
Third, hats off to our driver to the start, my dad!

Lastly, a shout out to our cheering squad - J, the kids, my father-in-law, my brother Brian, and my mama. Hearing their cheers, seeing their waves, and reading their signs literally brought me to tears. I'm not gonna lie - the course was tough for me, but by FAR the easiest parts were when they were in sight. Thanks for corralling the kiddos and braving the crowds just to encourage me when I needed it the most.  Love you all.

My brother Brian and my big girls.

The BEST cheerleaders! Addi, Brian, Cami, and my mom (thanks to her for these pics!).

Finally, I just have a few post-race thoughts:
  • Next time (yes, I think I might actually do this again.  Maybe next year when my hips, ankles, shins, and thighs stop hurting.) I'm going to cross-train more.  I joked that my daily life, in itself, is kind of a cross train. I'm constantly picking up heavy kids, getting up and down off the floor, carrying loads of laundry, wrestling with wee-ones, hurrying about, and it's a lot of {fun} work.  But next time I WILL cross train more. For real.
  • The race was HARD. Harder than I thought, which is saying a lot because I knew it was going to be tough. I don't really have any regrets; however, I do find myself a wee bit disappointed that the race was as difficult as it was, seeing as I trained as much as I did. But it was hot and the course was unfamiliar to me, so all things considered, I'm pleased. Again, I finished and for now that's enough.
  • My pre-race dose of Immodium deemed itself effective. 'Nuff said.
  • Runners stink.  Literally. That was the smelliest 2 hours of my life.
  • Some people just should not run shirtless. I am one of them.
  • The amount of work that goes in to organizing an event as large as Dam to Dam never ceases to amaze me. 
  • Mama doesn't make much milk while running. That's a fact - just ask Kaiah.
  • I'm so grateful for the ability to run. Legs that move, lungs that breath, a heart that pumps. God is good.



I can't promise that this will be the last you hear from me on the subject of running, but that's about all I've got for now.
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7 comments:

The Starr Family said...

You are AWESOME!!! I almost cried reading this post, I'm so proud of you! Rock it mama.

And ps... that first pic of you & the kiddos is the best. Hands down.

Molly said...

great post!! made me cry:) your right it isn't that big of a deal...yet it is. because it takes alot to do it....not just on race day but everyday!

Anonymous said...

Great Job!!!!

You should do the Des Moines 1/2 I thought it was easier than the Dam to Dam.

chandra said...

Congrats Lady! So proud of you!

Jodi said...

SO proud of you!

Casey said...

So proud of and for you Missy! Congrats. I know how you feel, last year I am ran the DAM to DAM and had the exact same emotions....great job!

Julie said...

you should toot your own horn. amazing job! i couldnt run to the end of the driveway! :)

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