July 19, 2014

A big huge thank you to "my rock"

A little while back, I was approached by Red Envelope about a campaign they were launching to thank "your rock."  I've shopped with Red Envelope in the past; I was intrigued and wanted to learn more.  Basically they are taking the philosophy that it doesn't have to be a Birthday or a holiday to thank someone.  I am a huge subscriber to this philosophy so I jumped at this opportunity.  And I'm sure it will come as no surprise to any of you that I'm going to write about my awesome mama. 

As you all know, we started our running journey together in late 2010 with a goal of completing the Princess Half Marathon in February 2011.  And most of you know how that race turned out.  9-10 miles in, I began to feel pretty miserable and was pretty shaky and unsteady.  Somehow, Mom pulled me across the finish line (metaphorically speaking), with both of us being unaware that I would land in the medical tent shortly after crossing the finish line.  I never would have finished the race if she wasn't by my side.  She not only got me across the finish line, but she made sure I got a medal.  Full disclosure: she enthusiastically called yelled to a volunteer to get me a medal as I was being wheeled into the medical tent in a wheelchair.  True story.  She's awesome.
It all started here
After that race, running was a difficult topic for us.  She kept on running and improving her times; I quit running for the better part of the next year, feeling like I had somehow failed in that race.  And there were obvious emotional scars from that terrifying experience in the medical tent.  It took a long time - 50 weeks to be exact - for me to decide to return to running.  I wouldn't have dreamed of running another race with anyone else other than my mama by my side.  And of course she was primarily concerned about my health and took great care of me during that next half marathon.  It was the one year anniversary of our first, the 2012 Princess Half Marathon.  I still look at the photos of us crossing the finish line, this time with smiles and cheers, and I laugh, smile, and cry. 

Running buddies are a funny thing.  You aren't always in sync.  We've shared training runs and races where one of us was on cloud nine and the other was feeling beat up and less than fabulous.  The mother-daughter relationship adds a new dimension to that relationship.  At times, we butt heads.  At times, we get on each other's nerves.  No matter how many bad days there are, they pail in comparison to the good days.  Like the days when both of us PR or have a great training run.  Like the days we skip through a race taking pictures in Disney without a care in the world, and most notably our finish time.

A year and a half ago when she proclaimed that she wanted to complete the Dopey Challenge in honor of her 60th Birthday, I was nervous.  I had a lot of hesitations about running 48.6 miles in 4 days; I would think you would be a crazy person not to!  Through our 6-8 month training cycle, there were bumps.  There were insane highs and insane lows.  When I completed my first marathon as a precursor to Dopey, my phone was ringing within seconds of crossing the finish line.  My biggest fan had been sitting by the computer all morning tracking me and nervously awaiting my final time. 

We ran countless miles as we prepared for Dopey.  And through it all, she was always there, a text message or phone call away.  As we got ready to cross the starting line of our final race during that weekend, I was obviously a bit nervous...and tired!  But in contrast to that, I felt a calmness that I would be tackling this beast with Mom by my side.  My motivated, crazy runner mama.  We had our game faces on and planned to do work that morning.  I will never ever forget the rush I felt as we neared the end of that marathon.  Things like...running ahead to get the crowd pumped up for her in the final miles...telling her that we were killing our splits halfway in...yelling that we are "wrecking this marathon" when we passed Wreck it Ralph...seeing her after burners kick in when we got to the final stretch in EPCOT.  And the euphoria I felt when we ran down the finish stretch was unlike anything else.  Sure this will never be my first marathon, but it was a marathon (and then some) that I conquered with my mama holding my hand as we crossed the finish line, with PRs in hand. 
 
I am eternally grateful for her support, tough love, silly antics, and the friendship we share...and much of this developed from our shared running experiences.  So from the bottom of my heart, I want to thank my Mom for being my rock! 
 
Who is your rock?  How would you thank them?
 
Disclaimer: I was contacted by Red Envelope to participate in their #redGift promotion to thank you rock but received no compensation for this post.
 
{Christine}

16 comments:

  1. Sweetest post ever! I love reading your blog and the journey both you and your mom are on!

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  2. Great post! I teared up reading it! Lots of love to both of you!

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  3. What a great story! Keep on running!

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  4. Awwwwww, how sweet! Both of you are amazing! :)

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  5. Christine, you know have me in tears. What a sweet sweet story and such fun memories you share with your mom! Love everything about this! Thanks for sharing!!

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  6. Not going to lie, I totally teared up a little reading this. I love how running has brought you closer together, and it's something you can share, no matter where you are in the world.

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  7. You girls always make me teary! Love you and your rock. :)

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  8. My mom is my rock too. I love that you and your mom are so close.

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  9. I teared up reading this too! So sweet! What a great tribute to your mom.

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  10. Oh my gosh! How does one follow up that tribute??? I too was teary-eyed reading this post; so touching! What you have with your Mom is so very special and I can tell that you treasure that bond. My rock is my husband... When I began running he was always by my side; on a bike because my pace was definitely the same as his. He was there with me at my 4:15 AM training runs; getting it done before work and life distracted me. He was there for each of my first 5k, 10k and half marathon finishes AND each one since!! He is my 'crew'... takes me to each race start, catches me when possible along the course and ALWAYS at the finish line. He continues to train with me, after 4 years, but now runs, as I have advanced :-) He may run ahead of me to get his pace goals met and always loops around to come back to me. We run for awhile together and then he's off again! He always supports me along the way.. He IS my rock; thank you babe!!!

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  11. You guys have such a wonderful relationship! I'd say my husband for sure. From day one he has always been incredibly supportive of everything I've wanted to do, from running to going back to school. He even flew down to Florida for 1 day when he by chance got the day off last minute to see my first marathon! That seriously meant the world to me to have him there!

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  12. This is the sweetest post ever!! It made me tear up quite a bit. I love that y'all get to run with each other and support one another in running, and even share in the great joys that each finish line brings!

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  13. That was awesome! My BFF is my rock and she is the one that literally pulled me across the finish line of my first 1/2 when my 29 week pregnant body was just done and wanted to sit down and rest! We trained for it long distance as she is in AZ and I am in VA but I will never forget the feeling of finishing my first 1/2 with my very best friend my sole sister!

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  14. Awwwww heck, now I'm crying at work. Again. :)

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  15. What a lovely post! So sweet – you two are just the cutest! I love that you two have experienced so much in your running lives together; helping to get the other to the finish line, getting PRs, and just the general support. I run with my mom as well, and there's nothing like having your mom as your running buddy!

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