St. George 1/2 Marathon

So on Saturday Brett and I ran a half marathon in St. George. It was probably the hardest time I had running ever. My legs felt like sandbags. I was actually planning on having a hard time. The farthest I had run was 9 miles and that was a few weeks before. And I hadn't really ran much since. And I thought Brett would be in the same boat. I was completely wrong. He had the most energy ever and felt great. I was so frusrated because I sucked so bad and I was holding him back. Except he kept staying with me. I kept telling him to go. And he wouldn't. Then finally after being sick of being bunched in with people he took off. And I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO bugged. He got far enough ahead of me that when he went around a bend and looked back at me. I was crying and I flipped him off. I was so mad at myself at him for leaving me. Just thinking the whole time I would never leave him. Well not to far ahead was the next water station. And I got there and he was waiting for me. When I got up to him I was so mad and just ready to tell him off. When he just looked at me with complete love and just said Roni do you really think I would leave you... I probably cried a little. But I was so happy that he wouldn't abandon me that I was determined to do better. I still sucked but without him I would've sucked alot worse... I just love him so much. That he is willing to do this even though I'm the one who signed us up. I am just so thankful he is in my life... Cheeseball I know....
Before the dreaded race




After the dreaded race. So much relief it was over. And loving my husband so much right at this moment for helping get through the race.