This past weekend I had the awesome opportunity to cheer on one of my best friends as she completed her first half marathon. She had been training for several months, and it was finally that weekend!
I felt close to her running journey because we did our first 5k together, and I was able to babysit several times while her hubby was out of town so she could keep up with her running.
It was incredible to watch her persist over the winter months, as it’s often too cold for me to even want to go to the gym, let alone run outside.
I admire this lady so much as a Christian, wife, mother, friend, and dancer. She is often filled with joy in her various roles, and to see her carve out time to discipline herself was truly inspiring!
So how could I not insist on documenting this experience?!
This half marathon was a little ways away, and it included an over night stay with another best friend from college!
As always we stayed up way too late chatting that night, I have no idea how R was ready to run 13.1 miles the next day!
In the dark we drove into the city center. I was more outwardly excited than R; This was the biggest race I’d been to and the energy was great!
We saw her start the race, then walked over to get coffee. It was very windy, I didn’t envy R at all. B and I were very content with our hot beverages and savory breakfast items. I felt a little guilty.
While enjoying our breakfast B and I worked on our encouragement posters. I really wanted to write something ridiculous and make her laugh, but I had no creative phrases. Also, I apparently have no art skills.
R told us that she would finish in 2.5 hours. B predicted that she’d push faster with the energy in the race. We got in place to wait. I wanted to tear up as each person crossed the finish line. There is so much on their faces, mostly dogged determination. I felt honored to witness these moments.
Then came R! I excitedly snapped all of the pictures. She crossed the mark at 2:22:43. I was so proud of her.
We walked a bit before deciding to return to B’s place. R had a chance to wash the race off and then we went to Cup of Noodles. And we are such good friends that we insisted that she wear her medal out to lunch! Seriously, she just ran her feet off, might as well show it off a little.
Little did we know the depth of conversations we’d have among the noodle fare. But, it taught me a lot about true friendship. We’ve known each other for 8 years and we are definitely not done learning about ourselves and life. I’m lucky to have such wonderful ladies in my journey :).