September 28th, 2009
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It’s an odd feeling to feel so proud of yourself, you literally get tears when you think about what you’ve accomplished.  Very.Odd.  I feel slightly conceited for being in awe of myself, but I can honestly say I never thought I’d run a half marathon, I mean come on… I was always the fat girl that was never good at anything; the girl picked last for teams, the only person who didn’t make the softball team (true story), the girl everyone had to wait for in gym class to finish the 100 meter sprint… yes, thatgirl ran a ½ marathon, who woulda thought?

The Stats:

            24 years


            156 pounds


            21 kilometers

            2 hours, 24 minutes, 24 seconds

I think the reason yesterday meant so much to me, more than just finishing the 21 kilometers, was the support I received from friends, family and complete strangers.  It was astonishing and I am so thankful to each person who thought of me. 

Around the 10k mark, as I was putzing along, slowly, but steadily, I looked up to see two familiar faces, my sister and her boyfriend. I was so excited I nearly stumbled over my two feet and my sister was also so happy to see me, she dropped her cell phone, and nearly twisted her ankle trying to run along side me a few steps.   As I ran on from them I had to take deep breaths to stop tears (I know, I’m such a girl). 

At about the 17k mark, when I felt exhaustion starting to kick in, I saw a bright pink sign in the distance with the letter, ‘E’ on it… my heart skipped a beat as I neared and lo and behold some amazing, individual (cough Jenn cough) from the great Internets had made me a sign of encouragement!! Gasp! I was in shock, and again I held back the tears.

Seeing the sign helped me push through (or should I say up? As it was uphill) the last few kilometers; it was just the thing I needed. 

I was too tired to sprint the last 100 or 200 meters (as I had hoped), until I glanced to my left near the finish line and saw my sister’s pearly whites and hand vicariously waving at me, which allowed me to get one huge boost of energy and sprint the rest of the way, and by ‘sprint’ I obviously mean break into a ‘quicker jog’ for the finish line.

Suddenly the race was finished, and I was exhausted, but on cloud 9. 

After the race I met up with my sister and as we were walking to get food I saw two of my absolute favourite people in this world holding lots of signs and cheering my name!! It was an amazing surprise which sincerely meant so much to me. 

Unfortunately the side lines were too packed for them to get close to the runners (as they had planned), but that’s neither here nor there because the support I received, and the simple thought of making the signs and coming to cheer me on was more than they’ll ever know.

Thank you to everyone who commented, reblogged, ‘liked,’ emailed, and tweeted words of encouragement.  As much as I’m in awe of my recent accomplishment I’m even more in awe of the support I received from the world of people (Internets and all) that surround me.

I am a different person today than I was yesterday.  I now believe in myself more than ever and have faith that I can accomplish anything my little heart desires.

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  1. deghanmay reblogged this from one-twenty-five and added:
    E, this totally made me cry! Two cheers for the former fat girls running club!
  2. haygirlhay reblogged this from one-twenty-five and added:
    I run my first race, an itty-bitty 5k, in about a month and I’m already amazed at how far I’ve come since I decided to...
  3. one-twenty-five posted this
Welcome! I'm Liz, the girl relieved the Internet has 0 calories. South African by birth; Canadian on paper. A marathoner. CrossFitter. Paleo (somewhat) eater. Traveler. Cheese lover. And I think you're great!

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