19 miles...and counting

Ok this has nothing to do with Dad...or maybe it does, since my life these days is the definition of a metaphor/personification and various other poetic devices.

Yesterday evening I ran 19 miles.

Yes you read that correctly 19 dang miles! And yes I also did it voluntarily, and I am completely aware that I am partially insane for doing it.

Well me and Taytay are running our first marathon on June 6th and I figured I better check to see if I am capable of finishing it with the, oh, you know, about a months worth of focused training I have had. The most I have ever ran before this is 16, last summer, when I had been training for a marathon for at least a month.

Anyways, once I was at mile 17 I was like, wow, I am actually going to do this, 18 miles, but then 18 came around and I was still not back at my apartment, so I was like, well shoot lets do it. Literally the runner's high had taken over my body, I was running nearly 7 minute miles for miles 18 and 19 because I was so stoked I had done this, and I am sure it helped that some crazy techno that taytay had sent me showed up on my ipod just in time. I must have looked like a crazy person to people I passed by.

I got home after 2hours and 35minutes of running, delirious (again, my roommates are convinced I am less than sane), thirsty, hungry (did I mention I did this with no Gu packets). Honestly though, I have never felt better after a run! I was on cloud 9 all night, and I could not even sleep-hence this being written at 530am. It was the best run of my life thus far, and I am so excited to see what else my body can do! I just cannot believe God gave me these legs and the mind to keep focused on a goal for that long, and I feel like this is where my soul feels most alive and in its element. When everything else is confusing, running is one thing that is consistent and I know I am meant to do with every (muscle) fiber of my being.

We shall see how the marathon goes, I think I can qualify for Boston which would be sweet, but most of all I am excited to do this with my little brother who has become more like my big brother with an awesome shoulder to lean on and a passion for life that is so contagious to the soul.

So wish us luck June 6th, it is going to be sweaty, exhausting, exciting, boring, fun, breathtaking, and completely exhilarating!

Well I guess I should try to go back to bed or something, but I just want to run :)