My ‘hubby’ just completed her first ever half marathon this weekend at the Toronto Marathon.
Meeting her at the finish line; I clearly in no way had any clue just how intense and borderline insane marathon running really is. She’d been training for about a year, but tbh I hadn’t really seen her do it a lot, since she was usually at the gym, and I guess just the idea of processing that she just did a 22km run, going up and down various hills as well; was honesty mind blowing.
It’s gotta be a labour of love, because holy cow; it seems tough.
It is so incredibly rewarding and peaceful once you get past the odd zones that come and go in the first dozen (for me at ~5k and ~10k actually). I've never ran more than marathon's length, but routinely ran half-marathons for a couple years before my knees gave up and took much of my mental fortitude with them. I never found through other activties anything quite like it, there is just so much peace along with the body's releases.
That's what a half-marathon is. The event is generally referred to by the primary distance (usually a marathon), and the individual may run one of several races in the same event (in this case, the half).
Meeting her at the finish line; I clearly in no way had any clue just how intense and borderline insane marathon running really is. She’d been training for about a year, but tbh I hadn’t really seen her do it a lot, since she was usually at the gym, and I guess just the idea of processing that she just did a 22km run, going up and down various hills as well; was honesty mind blowing.
It’s gotta be a labour of love, because holy cow; it seems tough.