Monday night thoughts..

Well folks, as most know by now I did it. I completed my first full marathon. My time was 4:50:05  I am still in shock that I can say I am a marathon finisher now. My legs are still recovering from the run, but it still feels surreal. I was fortunate it was nice outside when I ran yesterday. I was able to get through the first thirteen miles without much problem since I did the half last year.  The hardest part for me where miles 15-17 because it was after the halfway point, my legs where starting to feel it, and I knew I still had some distance to cover. At mile 17, there was someone there who reminded me  that I only had single digit miles left to go, which gave me a little bit of extra wind, but it really wasn't until I finally hit mile 22 that I began to think I'm really going to finish this after all, and ofcourse when I saw the finish line, I got a final push from that.  But, I cried once I crossed the finish line, and I cried off and on that day,and today. I cried because as much as I know I've come a long way, I still feel like that girl whose mom signed her up for a gym membership because she needed to work on her weight at the end of 2011.
The one thing that stuck out to me while I was running where these two guys who where obviously running the marathon together. One told his friend he could go ahead so his time wouldn't be ruined. But his friend said his time wasn't going to be ruined and they where going to get the same finisher medal no matter what time they complete the course. I couldn't help but think, why can't we always have that attitude?
After all, running, or not we're all trying to accomplish something,and we should all support one another as we try and make our way to our own personal finish line- whatever that is. I'd like to think I would be the kind of person that would give you an orange, or whatever you needed to help you accomplish your goal.
Today, on top of being glad that I only have a few stairs to go up when I go home, I had coffee with my friend Carrie , and we checked out Ross to see what we could find .  I don't know what lies ahead of me now, but we'll see.  It definitely won't be my last marathon. I am definitely going to do Rock n Roll San Antonio again next year for sure. After all, if nothing else, they're a definite reminder we can do anything we put our mind to, and we're stronger than we think. :0)