Saturday morning (amidst the terrible weather) Rob and I ran our final half marathon for this season. The Country Music Marathon in Nashville, Tn. We enjoyed spending great quality time together. Eating at our favorite restaurants and having adult conversation, you know, the kind of conversation you get to have with your husband without having to wipe a face, feed a baby, tie a shoe, break up an argument, pore the milk, stir the mac n cheese...you get the idea...just some good ole adult time:)
We were also able to visit some friends who also have identical twin boys (yes these guys are little miracles too)..the Coyle twin boys..Adam and John. Our family has prayed for them since they were born at 29 weeks (two weeks after James and John David were born) Brooke and I went to college together at Auburn and now we have even more of a special bond together...we were both given such a gift from God, the gift of rasing miracle twin baby boys.
This half marathon course was by far the toughest we've ever completed. The temperature was also very warm so we both struggled with the humidity. I became severely dehydrated around mile 7 and the rest was torture. I needed to stop and drink along the way, but I usually get sick if I do so, therefore, I didn't drink anything and pushed my body way to hard and as I crossed the finish line (in 1hr and 33min.) I PASS OUT! Yep, you read correctly, I actually passed out. I remember turning my ankle and falling down, but I do not remember how I ended up on the medical cot with lots of "little red people" taking care of me...dumping salt in my mouth and forcing me to lay still and keep my feet up. What an ordeal that was. So, I recovered just fine and first thing I asked when I was allowed to stand up was, "Where is my medal"...I just ran the hardest run ever and I definitely wanted my medal...hahah!
After the run, we showered and crashed out on the fluff beds for a couple of hours and then headed home to our wonderful children. My mom kept Jenna, Aunt Jill kept Ellie, Mamaw kept the boys, and Uncle Phillip and Aunt Katy kept Claire...did you cathc that, four different family members kept our kids so we could enjoy a race weekend together. Wow, I am such a lucky lady.
My stats: 6th in my division (out of 2,800 females my age), 22nd in the total females (about 15,000) and 200th in the total overall runners (about 30,000) so I am proud that I finished the race (cause I REALLY wanted to quit half way through) and I am proud that I finished well...I would of course liked to have been in the top three of my age division, but that just didn't happen this time. Maybe next time:)
4 comments:
That's awesome!! You should most definitely be proud!
You go girl! I'm super proud of your accomplishment.
Way to go Dana!
Congrats! A young lady we used to go to church with lives and teaches in Nashville now, and she ran the half too. It was her first one.
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