13.1
runners are crazy people. they move at an insanely rate of speed and over long stretches of ground only to end where they first began. for months they train through sun, wind and rain. they push their bodies incredibly hard only to spend the days after recovering. they aren't chasing after a ball, or trying tackle somebody else. they know they won't win. their purpose is to beat themselves, their own time.
this really makes no sense to me.
but last week, i became one of them.
or at least i became a wanna-be
[which might actually make less sense than actually being one]
surrounded by thousands of other people, i ran. some ran with flags, some with friends. some ran for time, others just to finish. it didn't matter if you were an architect, teacher or janitor. on race day, you were a runner. and to me, that makes a lot of sense.
19.......the day in january of my last caffeinated drink
7.........the number of 10mi. training runs i've been on this year
298.....the times i thought i was going to hate running a half marathon
30.......the day in april the race occurred
2:50....how many hours it took us to drive to oklahoma city
4:30....the time i had to get up in the morning
300.....the amount of calories in my breakfast cliff bar
2.........the number of times i tied my shoelaces
168.....the number of moments of silence before the race began
168.....the number of people i was running in remembrance for
5456...the number of people who were also running to remember
50.......the states from which they came
2:35....the time in minutes it took me to actually start the race
48.......the temperature when the race began
6:35....the time the sun started rising and i realized what
..........an incredible moment it was to be alive
4.........how many times after that i listened to u2's beautiful day
10.......the amount of miles in which my legs seemed
...........to work independently from the rest of my body
0.........the number of times i stopped to walk
13.1....the number of miles i ran. not 13...13.1. don't forget the .1
2:13....the time in hours it took me to finish
99.9%.the chance i'll do it again
[on monday, i couldn't wait to have a starbucks mocha...it gave me a headache. on tuesday, i tried a hazelnut coffee...even bigger headache followed. what have i done to myself?!]
this really makes no sense to me.
but last week, i became one of them.
or at least i became a wanna-be
[which might actually make less sense than actually being one]
surrounded by thousands of other people, i ran. some ran with flags, some with friends. some ran for time, others just to finish. it didn't matter if you were an architect, teacher or janitor. on race day, you were a runner. and to me, that makes a lot of sense.
19.......the day in january of my last caffeinated drink
7.........the number of 10mi. training runs i've been on this year
298.....the times i thought i was going to hate running a half marathon
30.......the day in april the race occurred
2:50....how many hours it took us to drive to oklahoma city
4:30....the time i had to get up in the morning
300.....the amount of calories in my breakfast cliff bar
2.........the number of times i tied my shoelaces
168.....the number of moments of silence before the race began
168.....the number of people i was running in remembrance for
5456...the number of people who were also running to remember
50.......the states from which they came
2:35....the time in minutes it took me to actually start the race
48.......the temperature when the race began
6:35....the time the sun started rising and i realized what
..........an incredible moment it was to be alive
4.........how many times after that i listened to u2's beautiful day
10.......the amount of miles in which my legs seemed
...........to work independently from the rest of my body
0.........the number of times i stopped to walk
13.1....the number of miles i ran. not 13...13.1. don't forget the .1
2:13....the time in hours it took me to finish
99.9%.the chance i'll do it again
[on monday, i couldn't wait to have a starbucks mocha...it gave me a headache. on tuesday, i tried a hazelnut coffee...even bigger headache followed. what have i done to myself?!]
posted by jill m at 7:50 PM
9 Comments:
good job!
any plans to do a full marathon(aka insanity) now?
that's awesome jill. very inspiring.
marathon...uh...most definitely...no.
CONGRATS!! I'm so proud of you, not just for the .5 marathon but for everything you have done and how much you have grown in the short year that we've been gone from manhattan.
ah shucks.
crazy how different life can look in just one year. no credit goes to me; i would have avoided it all if i would have known the curve balls this year was going to throw me. looking back, no regrets.
it's funny though. i've seen over and over again that the times i have grown the most were always when life was the hardest/most painful/beyond my control. making me realize, there is no other way i'd rather live.
wow jill, I am happy for you! you have done something that I can say with supreme confidence that I will never in my life do. I try to run as little as possible. I ran a 5k once, I may do that again...but probobly not. You and abbey should run some time when she is in wichita, she is always looking for someone to run with.
let's do it. in fact, i'm sure you two have been down here a couple times in all of the wedding planning and i have yet to hear from you...
I am so jealous..maybe some day i will do that..hopefully a full marathon though..but you have to start somewhere..i am only up to the 10k..so i got a little farther to go
ah, you'll make it. one step at a time. i'm running a 10k this saturday...you should hop down to wichita and join me! :)
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