My friend Margie was able to buy a bib from a friend of hers, and so it worked out that we were able to go to Indy together.
Since we both had to work all day, we would've barely made it to packet pickup, so my friend Kim, who was also running, picked up our packets and met us for dinner. Love love love this girl. I just wish she lived closer.
After a yummy dinner and a couple drinks, Margie and I headed to our hotel. We stayed on the 15th floor of the Sheraton, but could hear the concert going on at Monument Square, just as if we were there.
|View from our room|
At 6 am we woke up and I realized I didn't bring anything for breakfast. I don't know how I forgot that important item! I usually bring a banana and some kind of bar or a sandwich or something.
But, Margie was sweet enough to split her EAS bar with me.
We went down to the lobby for a bit, and I got to meet Tiffany, a reader of my blog, who was just precious. (How did we forget to take a picture?)
We found Kim, took a picture, then headed to our corral's.
When we got started, it was dry, but the rain started after the first mile. It was so windy, the rain was sideways!
Then around mile 2, I saw lighting. I may be crazy, but I was thinking "this is so cool!" Ok, that is crazy.
All of a sudden, I was at mile 2.33, and everyone just stopped and someone was yelling to find shelter. I still wasn't even thinking the race would be cancelled, I thought we would just wait it out.
After standing with a bunch of other runners under the awning of a building, a volunteer said turn around, the race is cancelled.
I had never experienced that before, and it was a very strange feeling.
I had been so excited, was doing so good (mile 2 pace was 10:10!!), was so worked up and ready to kill this half, had so much adrenalin going, and suddenly it just stopped.
I was definitely holding back tears. I was so disappointed.
It was all put into perspective though as I talked to a few girls on our way back. They had come from Salt Lake City and this was their first half marathon. I can't even imagine how crushed they must have been.
We get back to the finish line and stand in the rain for about 15 minutes to receive our medals. I'm glad we still got them, even though it didn't feel like I deserved it!
An Instagram friend said the medal was earned in the training, the race is just icing on the cake. What a great way to look at it.
Although the race didn't go as planned, I still had so much fun hangin' out with my girls. And...I have another half in 2 weeks to look forward to, the Southern Tennessee Power Classic.
Have you ever had a race cancelled?