…and to support those who can't.
That's what I kept repeating to myself during the last three treacherous, freezing cold, hilly miles of the St. Jude Half Marathon this weekend in Memphis. The proceeds of the race benefit the St. Jude Children's Research Hospital, and it was those kids I had in mind while I was inching (yes, it felt like I was inching, even though I was running, OK, and occasionally walking) my way to the finish line.
This weekend marked my fifth half-marathon, and while I didn't break any records, I had a great time running with my husband and the 11,000 other runners. The high point was when I high-fived a Panda Bear around Mile 7. The low point was when we got to Mile 9 where we were expecting to find some sort of energy gel that is generally necessary to make it those last few miles and found none. Another high point was eating the lukewarm piece of sausage pizza at the finish line.
Sound like fun to you? You should join Team Hammock at the 2009 Country Music Marathon (and Half-Marathon). For last year's race, we raised money for local charities and had a good time racing and cheering on our fellow teammates.
