Introduction

A couple years after getting into long distance running, I decided to try to run a half-marathon or marathon in each state. After crossing off my fifth state, I recounted the race to my sister. As I described the hills, puddles, cows, lightning, thunder, and cornfields, she suggested that I begin a blog about my experiences and races. While it’s hard to imagine the many different races running together, I could see how it might happen. So, I looked back in my mind (and with the help of my t-shirt drawer) am going to document my runs through all 50 states. End of 2015 update: 16 states done!

3/30/2008

Inside Out Sports Half (NC), March 30, 2008

With the help of calcium supplements and chocolate milk at lunch everyday, I was out of my boot by mid-October and running again by December. I still had not run a half marathon, and with a healing foot decided I would try one close to home.

The Inside Out Sports Half Marathon ran roads and trails I was fairly familiar with, so I knew I would be comfortable with the course. The race ran roads through Cary before heading into Umstead State Park where it switched to sand packed trails. It was a low-key event, but I was happy to focus on running and not much else.

When I look back on the races I've run, I often realize the lessons I learned about running (or about myself) during the race. On this run, I learned about rolling hills. The course was an “out and back” course, and about the first four miles were rolling hills (which meant the last four were also rolling hills). Like a little kid, running downhill tempted me to “let go,” let gravity take over, and run as fast as I could. I knew there was a reason not to, and remembered it when I started up the next hill. I quickly learned that controlling myself on the downhill saved my legs for the next uphill.

Along with learning a little about rolling hills, I learned that I could do it. I finished my first half marathon and my foot felt great.