I can't believe that I actually did 14 miles. That took 2.5 hrs of straight running. That's the distance of a half marathon. Some people who trains for the half marathon don't actually run 13 miles until the day of the race. But I just wanted to make sure that I can run the whole length.
The path had little shades and it was hot. I had a pretty tough time running it actually. I have been training for it, but for some reason, after 9 miles, I lost motivation. I just didn't want to do it. So from 9 -14 miles, I just made myself. I kept telling myself to finish the race and not give up. I prayed for God's strength. When I ran 11 miles last week I felt great and didn't have much trouble. Perhaps I didn't load up on carb and water adequately this time. Boy, I sure hope that on the actual race that I can make it till the end without having to walk it.
I am thankful that I had a friend to run with. Without her, I would have given up. I guess we both didn't want to let each other down and give up prematurely. I am also thankful that my knees were able to withstand all that running.
It is not the destination that matters, but rather "The Journey." Welcome to our voyage.
"Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength." Deuteronomy 6:5
Sunday, May 11, 2014
My 14 Miles Run
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