The past year has been filled with lots and lots of running. Running. Running. And more running. Obviously all of this running was not done by yours truly, but rather by my husband, Brent.
Last October Brent completed his first half marathon. He was elated…and determined to run a full marathon in a year. He ran another half in the Spring [in the meantime welcoming a brand new little girl to the family], and then started months of training this past summer.
Last weekend we packed up the car after celebrating Torri being on the homecoming court [a few pictures to come of that, I'm sure], and headed south to Joplin. Brent had chose to run in the "Mother Road Marathon." It is one of the only [the only?] marathon that crosses three states: Oklahoma, Kansas, and Missouri, and it follows the old Route 66.
We loaded Brent up on pasta none other than Olive Garden [obvious choice], and then crashed at some friends' place. Bright and early the boys [Brent trained simultaneously with his good high school buddy, Brandon] loaded up and headed out to conquer 26.2 miles.
Blythe and I soon followed, and though we both would have liked to have slept in, I'm sure glad we got up and travelled from place to place to cheer Brent on.
|Waiting patiently at our first stop, at about mile 7.|
|He spotted us!|
|He was looking good at this point and I was impressed at how far ahead of the pack he was.|
At the halfway point in Baxter Springs, Kansas, his parents, Beck and Joan, and his sister, Beth, and her son, Henry, joined Blythe and me.
|Henry was very excited and was telling all the runners GOOD JOB as they ran by.|
|We soon spotted Brent! He was still doing AMAZING!|
|Henry was super excited to see Uncle Brent run past.|
We all stopped and got a little breakfast, then headed on our way to the finish line. We stopped and cheered him on once more time at about mile 18 or so, and then met up with my parents at the finish line.
|This was a very, very big moment!|
|He said his body was in turmoil at this point, but for those of us watching we would have never known! He galloped through the finish line!|
|Someday Henry will probably run a marathon.|
|Me snapping pictures and my mom helping Blythe wave her daddy in!|
|Crossing the finish line! As he crossed he also turned over 500 miles ran for the year.|
|He grimaced for a few minutes, then walked and walked and walked. And then was on cloud nine for what he had accomplished. Here he is with another good high school buddy, Derek, who lives in Joplin and met up with us at the finish line, and Beth and Henry [who was racing his shadow, I do believe].|
|Here is our friend, Brandon, reaching the finish line in true Brandon fashion!!|
|Way to go, guys!|
|Oh and … Brent just so happened to get second in his age division and come away with this great trophy! No big deal :)|
|Blythe and I are proud to claim him everyday, but especially this day|
|And then baby girl crashed…it was a big day for us all!|
One man was on the side of the road holding a sign the day of the race. It read: "STRANGER, I DO NOT KNOW YOU BUT TODAY YOU ARE MY HERO." Brent, Brandon, and everyone else who has run a marathon: What you have accomplished is not a small feat. Way to go!
Here are a couple snippets from an email Brent sent out to a few people a couple days following his race: