Run, Forrest....

 I did it...

I ran my first race.
The Layton Half Marathon.

I survived!

With only a few small blisters

and some sore muscles.

I managed to get myself good and nervous beforehand...
but I was able to convince myself to
NOT quit after 2 miles :).
(yes, I considered it)

I'm so glad my cheering section was there
waiting for me...

 Even though it apparently got
very, VERY boring...

 I did eventually make it...
see me way back there...

I was scared to see the 

'almost finished with the race' picture...

But it's not so bad..

I just look SO very glad that 

it's almost done! 

Crossing the finish line...

I WIN!!
(ok, not really- but by finishing, I win!)

to me, this picture looks like I'm holding a cross.  I'm not- they're flowers!

1 hr 52 min 43 39 sec 

I beat my tentative goal time!
but that's because I went out WAY too fast...
and surely looked like I was dying the last few miles.
I definitely felt like it!

I admit it...

not that long ago, I was the person driving

by runners saying

"You're never going to get there like that!"

I'm still in the process of becoming a 'runner'- but I understand it now.

I'm already signed up for my next race!