I'm a (half) marathon runner!

I have trained so long and today was the day it all came to use. I was so excited this morning. I only ate a little leftover oatmeal and crept out of the house before sunrise. I could here Rome tossing so I knew he'd be waking soon. As I tiptoed out, I whispered a quick, "This one's for you kid" and I was out the door. I know he is what motivates me to keep going. At the race, I was so excited and when the race started it felt like any other run. I didn't stop for a potty break until about mile 3, then I kept trucking. At mile 11 I finally felt worn out and beat up! I looked down at my bib and saw the words "Rome's Mommy" and my was that a kick in the butt to finish up the next 2.1 miles. I arrived and saw my husband holding my little man and I felt so complete. I don't think I could have ever finished this race without picturing my little guy waiting on his mama at the finish line. Thank you baby, for all of the motivation, because of YOU I am a MARATHON RUNNER!!!