Pace: 9.24 per mile
Well, the 1/2 marathon is behind and i gotta admit to feeling real good about my time.
The run was a lotta fun and i really enjoyed the jockeying for position and passing people was real fun. i started towards to back and as the first few miles started i was able to pass a few people as i hit my stride.
Three people i need to thank for encouraging me are:
- lisa, my wife, who has been so encouraging and supportful as i have started this new hobby;
- lisa, my awesome friend, who has been so helpful, through emails of support and someone to run with; and lastly
Well, she's a 20 yr old student at GVSU who just happens to be training for her first marathon. As i was jockeying for position in the first two miles, we met. She was running at a good clip and we ended up in stride together. We struck up and good conversation and ran side by side for the next 11 miles.
Like me, she has a great friend who has started her on this journey to a marathon. Unlike me, she is 18 years younger, unmarried, no kids. As we ran, i joked about me not losing to a 20 yr old kid, and she joked about not losing to an old man.
but as we ran....
She picked me up at different distances. When she had a small cramp in her side i pushed her to fight through it. Yet we both refused to let the other person hold each other back. We were able to bond on the fact that i would work to stay even with her and she with me.
At the 12 mile mark. We picked up our pace, and in a typical Mike way, i started grunting and singing to help me pick up the pace. Ashley laughed a little and mentioned to keep doing whatever i was doing as it kept her mind of being tired.
The last couple 100 yards we broke into a sprint and raced on the balls of our feet, head down, knees high, kicking, hammer down to the finish line. Again it was still a race and neither wanted to lose to the other.
we hit the timing mat together, stride for stride.
Official times for us both