The day my running dream became my reality

I have long had a dream in my heart to train for, and complete, a half marathon.  Like every other mom out there, it is so easy to put our dreams and goals on hold until it is more convenient for the family. This year I was brave enough to bring one of my dreams to the front burner and make it a reality.

On the first weekend of October, my long held dream became a reality as I crossed the finish line of my first half marathon.  I achieved my goal - to finish strong, run the whole race and complete my training injury free (including my love/hate relationship with long runs).  

There are no words to adequately describe all of my feelings as I rounded the last bend to the homestretch and I saw Chris and my baby girls cheering for me.

I cried after I crossed the finish line with a rush of feelings; joy, relief and a huge sense of accomplishment.  I couldn't be prouder of myself, but most of all, I am so proud that my girls were there to see me.  I want to raise them to be strong, and to work hard and to know that no matter your age or your weight, you can accomplish mighty things.  More importantly though I want them to know that with God as our guide and our support, we can amaze even ourselves.  I am not a born athlete and I know I was only able to finish this race because God ran next to me the whole time.

Let us run with endurance the race God has set before us.
- Hebrews 12:1