Yesterday, I ran Mile 1 for myself. I ran for all the hard work I've done this year and all the hard work I have left to do.
Yesterday, I ran Mile 2 for my Great Grandpa Lowell. He suffered from Muscular Dystrophy and my shirt featured his name. I ran because he physically could not.
|With God, ALL things [including half-marathons] are possible.|
Yesterday, I ran Mile 4 for kicking law school's ass. Being in a doctorate program is HARD. So part of that run was to relieve the stress of school.
Yesterday, I ran Mile 5 for all the fun clothes I can now wear because I FIT INTO THEM. Running is a huge part of what got me to that point.
Yesterday, I ran Mile 6 for my mom and my dad. My dad was limited early on in life and has never been able to play sports and my mom has had knee surgery, so I ran for them, because they could not.
Yesterday, I ran Mile 7 for Loren and Will. I want to always inspire my baby sister and brother to go for their dreams.
Yesterday, I ran Mile 8 for God. I knew that from this point out, I would need His strength more than ever to get me through the rest of the race.
Yesterday, I ran Mile 9 for beg because she came to run with me. It meant the world that she came all the way to Michigan to run with me.
Yesterday, I ran Mile 10 for the BOBB girls. BOBB girls are girls who have big old booties and boobs. I ran for the current BOBB girls and the former BOBB girls. I was one of those girls and my sister was one of those girls. So I ran to encourage you to get up, because if I can, you can!
Yesterday, I ran Mile 11 for my sister Jessi. She inspires me daily to keep going and I am super proud of her.
Yesterday, I ran Mile 12 for all the milestones I've hit this year. Over 50 pounds ago, I would not have been able to run one mile let alone 12. (Also, I'd never run 12 miles before!)
Yesterday, I ran Mile 13 and 13.1 for myself because I had to know what it felt like to run a half-marathon.
AND ALL of it was completely worth it.