Back at the beginning of Nov, I ran in the Savannah Rock and Roll 1/2 Marathon with some sweet friends!! This was my second 1/2 marathon. I had run in one almost exactly a year before that in Nov of 2010 in Columbus, GA and said that I would probably NEVER do that again. I had not trained very well, but was determined to make it through, which I did, but couldn't walk for a week afterward. So, this time I was determined to do a little better job training. I had signed up in June and had PLENTY of time to train. Well, I didn't really get serious til maybe September, but still had plenty of time. I started out with some solo runs, which was fine for short runs, but quickly realized that I needed some companionship and accountability and motivation for some of those longer runs! I ran a lot with Angela L. and through her got to meet Stephanie J and run with her some also. I did enjoy the time that I got to spend with these 2 ladies in the process. It made the running much better (as I frequently questioned why I had signed up for this silly race!)
So, race time came and we all headed down to Savannah - Jon and Michele, Doug and Angela, and Jennifer B and myself. All in the minivan . . . by the way, I get car sick and sitting in the back was not a great idea. Felt kinda rotten and switched it up for the last hour before we got to the expo. Sat in lots of traffic to get there, but got there, met Chuck, and picked up our numbers! We then met David and Angela at Carrabas for dinner. The wait was FOREVER, so we decided to sit out in the FREEZING COLD to eat. From there we were going to Darien to stay with the Cecil's. Angela offered to let me stay with her and David in the camper and honestly the thought of not getting back in the minivan that made me so sick for another hour was so appealing that I couldn't turn it down. I think I slept a LITTLE that night, only to get back up at dark-thirty to get ready for the race. We got there and once again it was FREEZING!! We started though and I must admit I was a little nervous . . . I have NO idea why I should be nervous about running, but I was. I started and was doing great until my knee started hurting around mile 6 (I had been having trouble with my IT band for about a month prior on long runs!) It hurt so bad I almost fell in the middle of the street. I stopped, did a little stretching, some praying and handing it over to the Lord, and started back up, hoping for the best. Thankfully, the pain subsided and I finished well. 2:07 That was better than I had hoped for so I was pretty excited.
Not sure if I will do another. I would like to . . . but we will see.
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