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Sunday, May 15, 2016

Yesterday was another 5K for us.
The Keep Pounding 5K.

Not gonna' lie...we signed up for this one because it finished by crossing the 50 yard line at Bank of America Stadium where the Carolina Panthers play.

But once we got to the starting line, it became so much more.  I will explain in a moment.

This was a point-to-point race, so we had to park at the parking deck that is closest to the stadium and take a shuttle to the starting line, down near CMC-Main.  It was super easy, which is good because I get nervous about logistics like that before a race...especially races that involve shuttles. 

It was a perfect morning.  Perfect temperature.  Carolina blue sky.  An absolutely perfect day for a race.

 Our traditional pre-race selfie...

And Brian with...well...I'm not really sure what...or who...


While we were waiting for more runners to arrive and for the start of the race, I began to notice groups of people wearing shirts that clearly indicated they were part of a team.  This race benefitted Levine Children's Hospital and Levine Cancer Institute.  There were teams from different departments at the hospital.  And, there were teams that were clearly supporting families and cancer patients.  And there were teams running in memory of loved ones.  The enormity of all of that struck me.  I have lost two teaching friends to cancer.  And another friend has recently been diagnosed with cancer.  Suddenly, the 3.1 miles of mostly uphill running meant more to me than a slow, steady pace.  Because I HATE hills.  But I HATE cancer even more.  Suddenly, this was about them...about Nikki, and Michelle, and now Kristine. And while I couldn't and can't fight the battle for them, I could carry me with them on this course...UP "Mount Morehead," around the stadium to the North Entrance, all the way around the lower concourse, UP the ramps to the 500 level and down again, out through the players' entrance onto the field.  

The view as we came out of the tunnel..

And then I hit the wrong button on my phone and didn't get any more approaching the finish line or of us on the big screen!  Typical Momma-style!  I will admit that it was really cool to run out of the tunnel and all the way to the 50 years line of the football field.


A better view of the big cat (whose tail is visible in the tunnel picture)...

 And a panorama of the stadium from field level...

The 50 yard line represented the end of my race yesterday.  It was an uphill fight to get there.  I know our friend, Kristine, has an uphill fight ahead of her, but I also know that she absolutely has it in her to "Keep Pounding" her way to health and healing.  So y'all say a prayer for her, send some good mojo, positive juju, healing thoughts...whatever it is you believe in and find your strength in.  

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Running on Mother's day

This morning, I ran a 10k in the Friends Run at the local JCC.  I had gone back and forth about signing up for it but The Husband took control and registered me on Friday.  Nothing like getting an email..."Thank you for signing up for the 10k..." and thinking "What?  When did I do that?"

We had done this race last year and it was/is a very hilly course...as is anything around here...but this one seems hillier than most.  I had been fighting a nasty cough and cold for the last two weeks, so I had not been running AT ALL.  I went into this race with absolutely no expectations, other than to finish.

Before Brian and I left this morning, Gloria gave me my Mother's Day present...new bracelets to replace the broken ones and the "marathon mom" charm.  I was so happy to get to wear my running bracelet today.  It has carried me through some tough races and today was no exception.

Our traditional pre-race selfie...even though only one of us was running today...

And off we go...in the back of the pack...in a race that consisted of 61 runners...

After about mile 1.5, I ran the rest of the race pretty much alone.
And about mile 2.5...the whole thing started to pretty much suck.
I was hearing "I had the time of my life..." in my ear...and I think I said out loud..."This is NOT the time of my life...this sucks!" And I was about ready to yank the earbud out of my ear.

And then...I heard the "friends in my phone" from a Facebook group I am part of telling me to "Just run the mile you are in."
And I repeated that...
Over...
and over...
and over...
and over...
And that got me to mile 3...

Then I heard the jingle of the bracelet charms hitting my Road ID and I thought of my marathon...
and all those half marathons...
and the countless other races I have run...
And I reminded myself..."Just run the mile you're in.  You ARE a marathon mom.  You ARE one tough mama and you have the power of the crab.  Just run the mile you're in."
Over...
and over...
and over...

Through mile 4..."Just run the mile you're in.  You ARE a marathon mom.  You ARE one tough mama and you have the power of the crab.  Just run the mile you're in."

Up and down hills

And mile 5..."Just run the mile you're in.  You ARE a marathon mom.  You ARE one tough mama and you have the power of the crab.  Just run the mile you're in."

More hills, winding my way through the neighborhood.

And mile 6..."Just run the mile you're in.  You ARE a marathon mom.  You ARE one tough mama and you have the power of the crab.  Just run the mile you're in."

And finally...
FINALLY!!!
The finish line!

Because I had dug down deep and worked through the suck and heard the words I have read so many times before on my phone...I reached the finish line and crossed it with a smile on my (bright red) face.

I'm not sure a sno-cone ever tasted so good!

I fought hard for this medal today.  I know it's not really "all about the bling" but I fought hard for this today and I'm super proud of it.

Final race results...
54th overall out of 61 runners.
4th in my age group...out of 4.
And that's alright by me!