29:36

What does 29:36 have to do with you?

Absolutely nothing.

What does 29:36 have to do with me?

Absolutely everything.

You see, 29:36 is the time that I finished my very first 5K.  That's right, I did it.


It could have been an emotional ending, but I fought back the tears.  It truly is mind over matter.  I wanted to quit during the last mile.  I wanted to walk the last hill.  I thought there is no way I would finish under thirty minutes, and I was beginning to think I wouldn't finish under thirty-five minutes.  

And then, I rounded the curve.  I saw the official race timer.  I dug deep and kicked it into overdrive.  And I finished under thirty, which was my initial goal.

It wasn't pretty, but it was months of hard work put to the test.

A few things I wanted to share:

The race proceeds went to the family of a nine month old little boy, who had bacterial meningitis.  And when big brother thanked everyone, tears flowed.  Sweet, little Drew has had many encouraging doctor visits in the three months since his illness, but the road is still long.  Pray for Drew and his family.

There was a military man that completed the race with his 80 pound bag on his back.  It was an extremely humbling thing to witness.

Also, a police officer completed the race in his vest and thirty pounds in it.

Which in the scheme of things makes what I did look like small potatoes.

But I'm proud.