The Provo City Half Marathon

Today I ran the Provo City Half Marathon. Probably the hardest thing I've ever done. Here is the harrowing tale and some pictures to go along with it.

We woke up at 6:30am and ate some runner's breakfast. Toast and peanut butter. We drank some nasty energy/vitamin stuff that made me gag and dry heave. I have very sensitive gag reflexes in the morning.

7am out the door praying that the snow would stop.

7:30am. Arrived at the starting line and started to warm up. The starting line was 100 South and University Ave. We mostly stretched out to keep from freezing to death before the race.

8am. The gun was fired and we were off. Up over the viaduct and around the mall. Down around some of the surrounding neighborhoods until mile 3. At mile 3 my mom pulled out our water and her camera. She was great to come to 4 stops and take pictures for us.

The first 7 miles were through the city and neighborhoods and when we hit mile 8 we were on the Provo trail that runs by the river. We stayed on the trail unitl about mile 11 and then we were back into the city.

At mile 9 Linsay and I seperated. She was having some hip pains and cramping and needed to go at a slower pace so I went on ahead of her. She ended up only being about 7 minutes behind me when I crossed the finish line though so she kept running despite her discomfort.

By mile 11 I though I was going to die and when I came around the corner to mile 13 and saw the finish line I almost cried because I was so happy. I did it! I worked and trained for 6 months to run the race and I did it in 2 hours and 40 minutes.

There is nothing more satifying than knowing that I accomplished something that I thought was impossible for me to do 6 months ago. We had a good time and now.... on to the full marathon!

Special thanks to my mom for stopping at 4 stations to take pictures, cheer us on, and give us water.