And today I ran another half marathon.
I am still in shock that I've actually done two, because one sometimes just sounds insane. But I did it. And I had so much fun. Really, I actually had an amazing time on the course today. I was shocked to find that because my last half marathon was full of stress and insecurity and uncertainty. Running it the day I moved to college probably didn't help.
But this time around, I loved it. Around mile 8 I was convinced I could run forever. Obviously not true because I can barely walk right now, but I was just so happy. And it was perfect to be reminded of how much I actually really enjoy running. It rained constantly throughout the whole race, but I kept thinking how lucky I was to be running in the beautiful green canyon with sheets of rain washing over me.
All throughout the race, when it got really difficult, I would pray for my dad and my sister. It wasn't an elaborate prayer, but over and over again I prayed for them. I prayed because my dad was trying to reach a goal, and Anne was running her first race. And they did it. And I am grateful that I got to experience this race and this hobby with them.
During the home stretch, I heard people cheering my name. Looking up, I saw my mom and dad, screaming my name, just like they have for years at volleyball tournaments and track meets and award assemblies. And I grinned. Just grinned. I hope I smiled the way I did when I was younger and full of swagger. Because it was a treat to see them.
I am off to Lake Powell this week, and I am getting sentimental thinking of what I'm going to miss out on with this family of mine. I'm excited for a vacation, but I've realized how blessed I am with this family of mine.
xo. Elise
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