Yesterday, Colt and I ran the Race for Healing 10k. I was skeptical about running it because of my foot and because I am carrying a human in my body. But, mainly because of my foot. I didn't run all week so, naturally, my foot got better. I decided I would just do it. I would run 6.2 miles and just suck it up.
It went very well. No pain! I am obviously slower than usual these days because I'm pregnant, but I was very pleased with my time (1:09:36). Colt finished at 49:18 which was incredible! He found me as I was rounding the corner to the finish line and he ran with me. He's really great. I always tell him I would never be running if it weren't for him. It's true. He motivates me and is constantly assuring me that I can do it, whatever 'it' may be.
Am I running the half marathon next Sunday? As I cooled down from the race today, my foot began to hurt a bit. I honestly think I need some serious time off from running or at least running long-ish distances. I have come to terms with the fact that I will not be running the half marathon next week. It's not inspiring to walk in the middle of the race or stop and go to the bathroom 40 times because you're pregnant or constantly need to stretch out your foot or just limp and look pathetic. I know myself and if I did any of those things, I would be extremely frustrated and have a terrible race. It was a hard decision to make but what's best for me has to overrule my pride.
Aside from that, I do not consider myself a hardcore runner, one who will run until the baby pops out. I think now that I've done this 10k, it's time to run shorter distances, get on the elliptical, do yoga ... things like that. I plan on staying active but also being reasonable, knowing what my body can handle.
Well, that's my story and I'm stickin' to it!