As you may have read in a past post, we were training for a marathon. In February, I injured my knee. Which lasted about 2 weeks = no running. It was painful (not complaining) to walk up the stairs. By the time I was able to go for it again, I was already behind in our training schedule. So, I gracefully bowed out and vowed to train for one again in the future. Thanks to my faithful teacher (Jared) I was able to work up to 13 miles. So, to me that is an accomplishment in itself.
Jared continued on with the training, he never quits anything. He was diligent and prepared to run. So, that he did. Last weekend he ran a marathon in Long Beach. His mom flew down here to watch, my sister Maren and cousin Trish joined us as well.
Typically, big marathons (LA) have 40,000 runners and it is chaotic for us spectators. So, I was insistent on planning out our route the night before. As Jared and I researched, we realized that this marathon was going to be much smaller than any we had been to before. He didn't realize when he signed up that there would only be about 30 people running.
It turned out to be great! We were able to follow him around practically the entire race. It was helpful for him because he could toss his water bottle to us in the car and we would fill it up and return it. We were also able to provide him hi snacks so he didn't have to run with the extra weight. It was also nice for us (in the car) because it was freezing and overcast. To say the least, it was a cool experience. Jared enjoyed running in an intimate setting.
He got 2nd place!! I am so proud of him. He is the man, my man.
Next race: Rock n' Roll Marathon - San Diego in June. So excited!
