As the race began I felt amazing, I had that odd calmness about me but a little bit of nervousness began to creep in. Could I do this? I laughed and said screw it just go out and have fun. That is exactly what I did, I would not look at my pump until the end of my race unless I felt low or dehydrated due to a high blood sugar. When I hit mile 3 my time was at twenty-seven minutes. It was then that I began to really run the race. I felt so amazing that I knew I could pick it up a little bit and still have enough left in the tank to finish strong. At mile six seeing Leanne made me smile and I was on a high for the next four miles. As I hit mile ten I still felt great, my time was at 1:26:58, I was very un happy with that and said to myself I need to go with all I have. I have only a 5k left and I can really push and be close to finishing around 1:45:00.
The next three miles felt great, I started to feel the run when I hit mile 13, nothing crazy but legs started to feel heavy. I was passing people in those three miles and doing so with relative ease, this was the first time ever that I was doing the passing, usually I'm the one that is struggling to finish a race because I started the race to quickly. Crossing the finish and seeing my time of 1:48:12 I was very happy. That happiness went away when I got further down the finishing chute and realized that I should check on my blood sugar, my pump read 221, not bad but I wasn't feeling that high. I was almost brought to tears when I saw that I was 93. I couldn't ask for a better blood sugar, the power of believing in yourself is amazing. I proved that to myself that I know what I'm doing when it comes to my diabetes and my running.
After the race I was so happy to be with Leanne and her mother, I may do all the running but I couldn't do it with out all of the support that so many give me. Being a part of the Westerly Track and Athletic Club has been so great, I love that I have a group of friends that I can talk to about the race, it doesn't matter who had the best time, it's about supporting one another and trying to make sure that everyone in the club improves in each race that they do. One final little tidbit, people may remember when I ran a ten mile race back on July 27th. Today Smile Like You Mean It was playing on my Ipod as I crossed the finish line. No rainbows at the finish but hearing that song at the finish brought me to tears and I was so happy to heart it at that moment.