The Nike Women’s Half Marathon was this past Sunday in DC and I attended to help cheer my baby sister on. The morning of the race we left at 4:30 am to get to Downtown DC and we found the commute and finding the bag drop easy to find and they had TONS of Port-o-Johns which made it crazy easy for me to do last minute bathroom breaks with my three year old (yes….I am insane).
Once we made it to the corrals, I got a chance to wish my sister and some of the girls from my running group good luck and the kids and I headed out to Mile 10 to spectate
Getting to Mile Ten was a lesson for me in map reading. Days prior to the race, I scoured the map to find out where I wanted to spectate from, and my sister encouraged me to stand at the 10 mile mark. So according to the Nike map, the 10 mile mark was near the Jefferson Monument. I took this to mean it was the Jefferson Monument. After the race started, I left my original spot, which clearly was marked Mile 10, and started walking toward the Jefferson Monument. Fail, fail, fail! I started following other people while trying to look up the map on my phone and then I looked up and noticed we were darn near the MLK monument! I quickly turned around with my now irritated 9 year old and befuddled 3 year year old. We got back to our original spot and waited for the runners to start coming back. Little known fact about me is that I am a former cheerleader, but for whatever reason I did not have my cheer mojo working. I think it was because I was missing pom-poms or…..cowbells.
My sister arrived past the 10 mile mark first (as in the first of the people I knew), but I stayed on to cheer my fellow running Warriors. I had a blast encouraging complete strangers as well and the DJ they had out there was dope! I also heard they had a marching band and Go-Go band when the runners came through the tunnel. Thank God I wasn’t running because I would have broken into all kinds of dancing in that tunnel.
The most important lesson I learned this weekend was when you don’t believe in yourself you could end up missing a great opportunity. When my sister called and told me about Nike’s student entry policy for the half, I really did not believe I would be able to run a half or even a half of a half for that matter. I thought the best I would be able to do by this point is a really good 5k. I was wrong. I run 3.11 three times a week……I missed out because I didn’t believe in myself. That is the joy of running. It is about challenging yourself. So I won’t cry over spilled milk, but I will never let an “I Can’t” attitude keep me from signing up for a race.
- Recap: The Nike Women’s Half Marathon in DC (Slideshow) (washingtonian.com)
- Monday Morning Meet-Up: Nike Women’s Half Recap (notesfromamessykitchen.com)
- Joan Benoit Samuelson, Shalane Flanagan Join Nearly 15,000 for Nike Women Half Marathon D.C. (nikeinc.com)
- Race Report: Nike Women’s Half Marathon DC (thecurvyroadrunner.wordpress.com)