A trip to Melbourne. A sort of celebration of the end of the pre-school years. I wandered around the city, took photos, caught up with an old friend and met Jean in person (from inallhonesty). It was lovely.
However, it wasn't just a fun weekend away.
It was also the culmination of 12 months of hopes and 6 months of training for the Melbourne Half Marathon.
It was fantastic. The day was perfect: clear, cold and sunny. I had such a grin on my face as I walked to the start line I probably looked like the Cheshire cat.
Even the race itself was good, all 21.1 kms of it!
The finish line was inside the MCG and as I ran in, through the stadium and around the ground, I will admit - there were a few tears of joy in my eyes. I was absolutely thrilled with my time of 2:16:26.
|If you want to see a photo that really captures my emotion on finishing, try this link!|
At the risk of repeating myself from previous posts - if you think you could never do this - read all my posts under the label 'running' and see how much my running has changed over 3 years. Believe me, if I can do it - so can you.
And now, it's time to stop talking about me and get onto some other blogging! Stay tuned, dear readers...