About 5 months ago, I registered my hubby to run a 12k with me. The pull to get him to run it was that it was for the Ray Tanner Foundation (our former baseball coach & current AD at USC) and you finished the race crossing home plate in Carolina Stadium. That is the stadium that the his former company built and he was over the safety for all of it. It’s also home to 2 recent National Championship College World Series Baseball Trophies. As we were finishing the race, I asked him if he had ever been on that field before (sarcastically, of course!). He does have some good memories of it. He hosted a ball game for all the construction guys that had worked on building it just before they put the grass down and goodness knows Wyatt has more than his fair share of SEC Conference baseballs that he plays with in the yard (most of which were foul balls Scott picked up off the roof when they were building it)…so, I do think he enjoyed it. That being said, I am pretty sure he has no desire to do it again. ;)
I love that my husband supports my running. I love that he takes care of anything that needs to be done on Saturday mornings around the house so that I can spend time with my sole sisters pounding the pavement. I love that he encourages me to put me first and do something I enjoy. I love that, on occasion, he’ll join me for a race even when he would rather be cheering at the finish line. And, I really love that he is always, always praying me through…because he knows far more than anyone else the healing that running has given me. I am so blessed to call him mine.
So…now that all that mushy stuff is out of the way here are a few pics from our 12K!
Chilly start!!! Those socks are not expensive compression socks either (if you can’t tell). They are cheapo socks from Wally World that reminded me of Where’s Waldo but in Carolina colors with Gamecocks at the top. Why not, huh?
Why am I so happy??? Oh, yes…the finish line is 10 feet away! Whew! And, I am wearing my 8 year old’s tshirt! Since when did this mama start wearing adult smalls?? :)
When Scott saw this picture he said that he looked like a politician and I’ll be darned if he doesn’t! So funny!
In the dugout at the end! There was some guy standing there blocking it and Scott said he didn’t think we could go in. But, I just politely said “excuse me” and then asked the guy to take our picture. Ha! They let all those stinky, sweaty 19 year old boys in there with dirty cleats so I didn’t think it was a big deal if we just had the stinky part and went in. I don’t even think Scott put his medal on. Although he did want to hang it up in our bedroom…um, no!
Overall it was a good race. The only thing that bothered me was that the 5k runners/walkers ended up on the same course at the end and I spent about the last 2 miles having to weave around them. As in running out into the unblocked lanes, jumping on the sidewalks, etc. It was very frustrating for someone who was really trying to push for time. I’m not sure how they could remedy that but I’ve heard a lot of other runners say the same thing.
We finished with a 9:22 average pace making our finish time 1 hour & 9 minutes (and a lot of seconds that make the time look much closer to 1:10 so we’ll leave those out!).
Next up…Kiawah Island Half Marathon! I’ve already got the socks for it, too! Pink with red hearts…