Finish Line Focus
Not a picture of Renee's legs! I’ve made a decision to run a half marathon in November. The thought of running 13 miles is overwhelming to say the least. Training during the brutal heat of the summer months in Florida is even more discouraging but my mind is made up and I’m going to do it! This is a big decision for me. My driving force in making the decision is the fact that I know how great it feels to cross the finish line. I vividly remember my first 5K in 2005. My husband patiently waited in the warmth of the September sun for me to cross the finish line. It took so long, he wondered if I would finish the race. Wheelchairs and mothers with strollers were sailing across the finish line and I was nowhere in sight. When I rounded the corner in the final stretch of the race, I took comfort in hearing his cheers and seeing the smile on my daughter’s face. My second wind kicked in and I crossed the finish line as if I were an Olympic track star. Immediately, I forg...