Running for Our Lives
Well, where do I begin? Kory and I began our journey down to Moab on Friday afternoon. Almost the entire way down Kory was trying to convince me to change our regisration from the half marathon to the 5 mile run. I was concidering this option somewhat seriously since neither of us had ran since the beginning of February. During our break I was trying to let my IT bands heel, and Kory was having really painful spasms in his back. The thought of running 5 miles did sound quite nice, but I wanted the satisfaction of knowing I ran a half marathon. We got to the check in place and we felt sooo out of place. We were surrounded by tall skinny people with really long skinny legs...you know the type! They gave us our bag of stuff we told them how un-trained we were. They just kept saying, "Well you are runners though, right?" It was really awkward and funny.
Kory and I went back to our hotel and and tried on our gear. At this point it was really setting in, we were about to run 13 miles and we were scared. Kory kept trying to sprain his ankle and making up all kinds of crazy reasons why I would have to run without him. He was mostly trying to be funny, but deep down I think he would have done almost anything if he thought he could get out of it. (It was actually Kory's idea to sign up for this)
I asked Kory why he had such a sad face in this picture and he told me it was because he thought it was going to be his last day alive. :)
We woke up Saturday morning and waited with over 4,000 other runners to be bused up Moab Canyon to our starting point. Kory and I ran together until Mile 10 then I had a sudden burst of energy when I realized that I only had 3 miles to go. I started running super fast and left Kory in the dust. I finished 13.1 miles in 2 hours and 45 minutes and Kory finished in 3 hours. We didn't set any records, but we did pretty good concidering our lame bodies and lack of training. All and all we had a fun time and are sure glad to be alive to tell about it. Today we are really feeling the consequences of running 13.1 miles. You should see us trying to walk up and down our stairs :)
We made it to the finish line