My journey to run The Chosen Half Marathon began back in May. I decided that I wanted to become a runner and needed motivation. My desire to run began back in college and but I only ran about a mile a day. At the time, that was all I felt I needed to keep my metabolism up and the weight off. It helped that I was toned and liked having runners legs. Fast forward 10 years later and three kids with years of not running and you can only imagine what that can do to my body.
I had purchased a treadmill with Christmas money back in January and loved not having to leave the house to run, especially with three little ones. At the beginning of the year, I worked my way back up to running a mile. It's sad that I had to do that, but like I said, I neglected my body and I wanted a change.
I started doing some research on half marathon's in Texas and came across The Chosen Marathon. I knew I wouldn't be ready to run a full marathon, but the half definitely intrigued me. This race is extremely special because it raises money for families that are adopting and orphans. If you race for a team, all the registration fees go directly to the family or organization you are running for. Adoption is very close to my heart. I decided to check on Facebook to see if any of my friends would be interested in running with me. One friend, Ashley had been looking at the same race and we decided to run it together. Turns out that her family is looking to adopt a child from Cambodia next year, so that would be the team I would run for. Last I checked, there are 13 of us running for Team Alexander.
The journey has not always been easy and there are some days that I feel like I took several steps back. I'm not running for time, but just to finish. I'm not fast and I'm okay with that. I average about 12 to 13 minute mile, which I consider slow, but at least I'm running. I do plan to run another half marathon in the future, and will train to have a faster time. There is always room for improvement.
I ran my first race ever, which happened to be a 10K back in September. It was exhilarating and exciting. Adam and the kids won't be able to be at the half marathon this weekend because Mason has his last football game. So my dad will be making the race with me and I'm really excited about it. Since Adam knew he wouldn't be at my half, he made sure that I had my cheering squad for my 10K. Mason and Taylor had flags and pom poms and were the best cheerleaders. It meant so much to me to have them there cheering me on. Taylor tells me that I'm her best runner. It melts my heart.
My shirt
About to cross the finish line
It was so hot, I was extremely thirsty
Adam and the kids cheered me on and were the best cheerleaders. Notice Taylor's hair...that is what happens when Adam gets the kids ready in the morning.
Finsished my first race and 10K
I had purchased a treadmill with Christmas money back in January and loved not having to leave the house to run, especially with three little ones. At the beginning of the year, I worked my way back up to running a mile. It's sad that I had to do that, but like I said, I neglected my body and I wanted a change.
I started doing some research on half marathon's in Texas and came across The Chosen Marathon. I knew I wouldn't be ready to run a full marathon, but the half definitely intrigued me. This race is extremely special because it raises money for families that are adopting and orphans. If you race for a team, all the registration fees go directly to the family or organization you are running for. Adoption is very close to my heart. I decided to check on Facebook to see if any of my friends would be interested in running with me. One friend, Ashley had been looking at the same race and we decided to run it together. Turns out that her family is looking to adopt a child from Cambodia next year, so that would be the team I would run for. Last I checked, there are 13 of us running for Team Alexander.
The journey has not always been easy and there are some days that I feel like I took several steps back. I'm not running for time, but just to finish. I'm not fast and I'm okay with that. I average about 12 to 13 minute mile, which I consider slow, but at least I'm running. I do plan to run another half marathon in the future, and will train to have a faster time. There is always room for improvement.
I ran my first race ever, which happened to be a 10K back in September. It was exhilarating and exciting. Adam and the kids won't be able to be at the half marathon this weekend because Mason has his last football game. So my dad will be making the race with me and I'm really excited about it. Since Adam knew he wouldn't be at my half, he made sure that I had my cheering squad for my 10K. Mason and Taylor had flags and pom poms and were the best cheerleaders. It meant so much to me to have them there cheering me on. Taylor tells me that I'm her best runner. It melts my heart.
