This Saturday, May 5th, 2012 is my five year anniversary to the running of my first ever half marathon. It was an eventful day, not just for this reason. You can head over to AnotherMotherRunner.com to read my feature Why I Run to fill yourself in on some of the details.
It will be five years to the day, this Saturday, I ran the one run I will never forget. Not all of the facts of that day have been revealed in my fabulous AnotherMotherRunner.com feature. I didn't get to tell you that the night prior while attending the 500 Festival Mini Marathon Expo, I had received a call from my best friend's husband informing me that I needed to get to the hospital as soon as possible. She was having life threatening pregnancy complications and she had requested my presence.
That was not my only beckon to a local hospital. Soon after, I received a call from my youngest brother to tell me my sister-in-law was in labor. I spent the evening in two separate hospitals with two different pregnant women. After we came to the realization that it would be a while before my newest niece would be making her entrance into the world, I made my way home to get some sleep prior to my morning race.
From there, you know most of the story from my Why I Run story. My aunt/running partner got beat up by the concrete, I was informed my niece had emerged prior to mile 12, and I had the overwhelming desire to chop my legs off when it was all said and done. I spent the remainder of the day and evening making my rounds to the two different maternity wards of two different hospitals and seriously considering admitting myself for a double leg amputation.
I topped off my evening with some additional self inflicted torture by checking out one of our neighbor/friend's band at a local bar. I didn't mean it that way. The band was fine, it was the need to walk from the car to the building, from the door to a table, and once again back out to leave. At that point, any form of movement by my legs was highly undesirable.
This year's fifth anniversary version of my race day seems to be just as eventful and it hasn't even started. Luckily, this year's events are expected and planned. Well, kind of. I didn't expect to have to run a little faster to ensure I get home in time to shower and ready myself for one of my husband's college graduation events by 11 and his graduation ceremony by 2 p.m.
Immediately following his ceremony, we get to rush home to host his open house to celebrate his graduation. Since my day will be non-stop commencing from the early a.m., my weekend will start early on Friday with party preparations. Thankfully, this year's training comes with a little more experience and effort, so I hopefully will not have to endure any of the physical ailments of my first half marathon while hosting this party.
Happy 5th Birthday to my niece Adisyn, this Saturday. She'll turn five while I'm out running my race.
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