I saw lots of long lost Myrtle friends. It was such a rush to hear people yell my name...probably because hardly anyone knew I was coming to town to run. Have I mentioned lately how much I LOVE the running community? So supportive, and always a friend to be found at a race. The scenery was beautiful (I love the new course so much more than the old one), the spectators motivating, and the signs were hysterical.
The last mile was tough. Hope hit her breaking point with the ITB pain, and also hit an emotional wall. I could see it in her face, eyes, and behavior, as I've been there many times before. Part of me wanted to scream at her to MOVE because I *know* what it's like to be that close and just crash. But the other part of me didn't want to hurt her...or piss her off. I said some motivating words along the lines of "you've birthed babies and run with guns and rucksacks on your back, this is NOTHING", and even politely told some woman, who was trying to be helpful, to back up off of Hope, because though she looks like she needs someone to hold her hand right now, she's really quite fiesty. Do not touch. Haha :) But before we knew it (or what felt like an eternity to Hope's ITband) we were at the finish line. And, despite everything, Hope PR'd, big time.
Another successful Myrtle Beach half marathon in the books. Until next year my friends...