Just ran my first half marathon. Feeling pretty bad ass. The best feeling in the world was seeing my housemates cheering at miles 4.5, 8, and the finish line. I felt so much lighter and happier, like I could do anything, even though I found feel the giant blisters on my feet. Every time I brought a foot forward, I could feel the fluid move. Definitely not an ideal running situation, but seeing my housemates and the “just do it” I painted on my nails, made me get through 13.1 miles.
My boyfriend has been gone this weekend. After crossing the finish line and getting water in me, I texted him. I already can’t wait to do another race. Our relationship has already been filled with awesomeness, and our plans for the future include hikes, camping, sailing, exploring Europe, and living together. But, I am excited to do even more with him. We’ve been together for a short time, but it’s beyond great to have someone who wants to explore and DO things. Not just wish to do things, but actually do them.
Couldn’t be happier.