The RunSixtyFeet Auburn Team!! They are awesome!
Well…we did it! It’s 2 days after the half, and I still cannot believe it happened! I doubt you peeps are as interested in all the details as I am, so I will try to sift through it to what I think you would be interested to hear.
First of all, it was 25 degrees. It was freakin’ cold. But that didn’t squash our spirits. We were revved up and ready to go. All in all, there were 7 of us – Lindsey ended up having to scratch the day before due to a knee issue. She is headed into competition season for show choir and just couldn’t risk a real injury that would prevent her from competing. I was definitely bummed for her, she was very torn. But it was the right decision.
So I’ve mentioned before I’m a slow runner, and when the race got started, they left me in the dust! I realized I was going to be running this by myself so I settled in with my earbuds to get to work. I reminded myself of why I was doing this, and what I hoped to get out of this for myself. And as I shared before, I had received so much encouragement and love in the last days leading up to the race. I decided that this for me was going to be a celebration…a long, sweaty, exhausting celebration :)…of all the love in my life, the hope, and the completion of the work of preparation. I didn’t want to push for some time goal. I wanted to savor the experience. I wanted to encourage other people along. What can I say, I just felt joy! And I was so focused on celebrating and joy, that I almost missed this!
My very own cheer squad that rallied me all along the way!
Do you have any idea how seriously weird it is to be running along in your own little world and come up on a sight like this? I’m not even talking about their costumes. I mean, who is prepared to randomly see some ginormous picture of themselves stationed on the side of the road?? My first thought when I saw it, “Hey, that person in that picture looks familiar!” Seriously, nobody expects that. But how awesome! Ashley and Becky concocted this plan and executed it to perfection. Several fellow runners threatened to try to steal them from me to be their own BFFs. I was so lucky to have had them and David and my kids show up several times along the race course to cheer me on, to lift my spirits when I started to struggle. It was amazing! I decided at the first cheer station, that every time I came by my family or friends, I would stop to hug, high five, whatever…I wanted to celebrate with them every time!
This course (at least to me anyway) was hilly. The last 2 miles were hard, I’m not gonna lie. And when I realized that in some sick twist, I wouldn’t be hanging a left at Samford & Donahue and headed back to the Ag Barn for the finish, but instead continue on down Samford toward the Intramural Fields, I mentally broke down. I broke down because I knew what was coming, one final ridiculous hill to end the race. I cursed the course designer. I thought about crying. But I kept going. I had to walk a portion of that final hill – I thought I might have a heart attack. And then I rounded the corner and into the finish corral, and there was my crew. So, more high fives, more hugs, and oh yeah, let me run across the finish line.
It was awesome! I was spent! I was loved! I was happy! I wouldn’t change one thing about it…well maybe just that last hill. And our team did a great job of getting attention for Sixty Feet. We had fantastic race shirts that stood out, and at the end of the race, we were able to share with the local newspaper about who we were, why we were running, and what Sixty Feet is all about. So good! And yes, I’m looking forward to doing another half hopefully this year. Only one requirement. A nice, flat course.
My favorite race backdrop. Only wish I had a snap by the Cam statue!
That’s right, I dominated.
David’s buddy Cole came down from TN to run with us. Good guy, that Cole!