This was my hardest half marathon to date. There was sweat, pain, and tears. Not because the race course was hard but because my IT band unleashed an ugly pain on top of the extreme fatigue & unknown illness I’ve been battling the last 2 weeks. I just couldn’t not do this race and let go of the idea that THIS race was supposed to be my #comebackrace. .
June 26, 2018 I wrapped up my last radiation treatment and wanted to mark my one year with a comeback. Instead my body chose to remind me that you can’t take your health for granted. At mile 11 I broke down and screamed “I’m so tired of being sick” and sobbed. To the runner next to me. Obviously she was taken aback and I gave her a quick summary. She reminded me that I’ve been through harder things and off we ran. .
The voice in my head as my feet hit the pavement step after step was my daughter’s. Last night I told her that I decided this race was too important for me to not do and that if I really needed Papa to pick me up, I could always call him. .
“Mommy, you won’t need to call him. We’ll see you at the finish line!” 🏃♀️Seeing Brian and the kids at the end was everything! 💗
I could have easily come up with a list of reasons to not run and no one would have bat an eye OR I push through knowing what my body is capable of and not give up on my #comebackrace. This day is as important as my last treatment and it moves me to tears thinking about the very flesh of that emotion, the drive that made me want this so bad. Don’t give up on your dreams, your goals. You’ll always have reasons not to do something, don’t let your own voice be the one to talk you out of it. 💗
Update: I surrendered and went to urgent care after the race worrying that I wasn’t actually feeling any better the last 5 days and walked away with a pneumonia diagnosis. So, while I wouldn’t recommend running a half with pneumonia, I absolutely hand on my heart believe it’s so important to pursue your dreams whatever it may be...one step at a time. 💗