|Pre-race wandering in the dark|
|With the Mendez sisters|
|Eric, Jennifer and I|
The night before the race I had an amazing carbo-loading dinner with some friends and talked about running. We shared stories about how we started, what our goals are and the struggle of trying to get our parents to stay active with us. I left there feeling full and energized. The fear of not being able to finish the race on my own terms was finally starting to dissipate. When I woke up the next morning I felt like I was on a mission. I wouldn't let the sag wagon beat me, this was my race. I took the shuttle down to Jackson Park giving me plenty of time to wander around in the dark trying to find my friends. As the sun started to rise a bit I was able to find my fellow Midwest Vikings, Jennifer and Eric. We took a few pictures then I quickly dropped by stuff at gear check before heading to the starting line.
|Corral F pre-race huddle|
|Yayyyy I love to runnnnnn!!!|
I can't even begin to tell you what a relief it was to look over the median and see plenty of runners with no sag wagon in sight. Sam started having some pretty bad side cramps so we started to slow down quite a bit. I wasn't worried though, I knew we were well out of the danger zone. The closer we got to the exit the antsier I got. I kept looking at the clock and considering gunning it the last 3 miles for the chance to hit a sub 3 hour half. I considered all my options and realized that there would always be time to work towards that and I'd rather take it easy as not to risk injury before the marathon. Sam and I just kept plugging along happy as clams that we were doing so well.
|Post -race with Sam and Angela|
|Freddie and I, blinged out|
|The Chicago Runners superheroes|
|Midwest Vikings, showboating|
|10th Half Marathon has been crushed!|
|Wooo I love medals!!!|