We ran the Rock!

This morning Nick and I completed the Dallas White Rock Half-Marathon. It was the first half for both of us (Nick ran the full marathon back in 2005). The atmosphere was electrifying and I enjoyed myself for about the first ten miles, then it was not so fun. Thanks to Nick, who encouraged me when I needed it most, we finished under my goal time. I certainly have a new respect for full marathoners and even elite half-marathoners. The mental training for a race like that is just as important as the physical. Somewhere between miles 11 and 12, I vowed to never run another race like that again, but now that I'm sitting comfortably in my house and the shooting pain in my hip has subsided, I'm reconsidering. I can't speak for Nick, but you'll probably catch me on the course again in 2009. Thanks to all of you guys who supported us in our training. It means a lot. And thanks to my sweet husband who encouraged me all the way today. I love ya! Thanks also to our great neighbor Jill for watching the boys for us while we ran. We appreciate it so much.