It's been a little over two weeks since I ran the Deseret Morning News/KJZZ TV Marathon and I still love running and think that I may even run another one!
Donny had to stay home and work but I am so thankful that Aimee and Liz were there to support me. I drove down to Utah on Thursday because the race was on Friday morning, that night Aimee, Liz and I went to the Oquirrh Mountain Temple open house. I was so thankful for the opportunity to feel the peace that comes when entering into the Lord's house because my nerves were making me crazy. I finally got to bed around 12:30 and felt like my eyes had barely closed when my alarm went off at 2:30am Friday morning. Aimee dropped me off at the Energy Solutions Arena where the buses were going to take all the marathon-ers up to the top of Big Mountain.

(Do I look tired?...it was REALLY early! Thanks to Aimee for getting up to take me to the bus!) My shoes weren't even tied as I choked down some bananas and a powerbar before getting on the bus at 3:15am. Then came the bus ride, of course, I got car sick so I was thankful that we got up to the top of the mountain with plenty of time to let my stomach calm down. But then came waiting....we all sat, stood, slept and stretched while waiting for 5:30 to roll around so we could get started. In the mean time there was a person playing a bag pipe up on the mountain which made me smile and was....memorable.
One thought I had was that I was now stuck and the only way to get off that mountain was to run down it. When the gun finally went off I was thrilled! I was smiling so big as I started running, there is really nothing like that feeling when running with a large group of people! It was a beautiful morning and running through Parley's Canyon was incredible. Around mile 9 I began to realize that we were all crazy people because the course started to go back up the mountain (which I wasn't overly thrilled about!)
Throughout the race there were many bikers that were enjoying the course because it was blocked off and was safe. There were multiple times that I was tempted to ask one of them to trade me and let me borrow their bike to get down that mountain!
One of the thoughts that kept me going was the fact that it was July 24, Pioneer Day. I thought of those many pioneers that had to conquer those mountains as well as the rest of the country. I was so thankful to have sturdy shoes and had air conditioning to look forward to.
I'm so thankful for the many people that I became friends with along the way. Many people were running with a cause, I saw one shirt that said "I'm running for my Dad" and there was a couple that had shirts that said, "In memory of...and the phrase at the bottom said "If you can't you must." When I talked with the couple more I found out that they were running in memory of her father and the phrase was something that he always used to say. Each person I met inspired me and gave me confidence that I could keep going. I thought of my Dad and Mom, Donny and my siblings and my friends here in Boise...and how excited I would be when I could tell each of them that I had conquered this marathon. It was physically straining but that made it a very emotional and spiritual experience for me.
Miles 18-20 made me wonder if I was actually going to finish....it wasn't until mile 22 that I realized that I really was going to finish the race. It was also about that time that the time went past 6 hours which meant that they were starting to take down the water stations and the police were no longer blocking off the intersections. I was getting discouraged since it was getting really hot and the parade had just gotten over and it was difficult to navagate through downtown Salt Lake. I began to just pray for help and strength from Heavenly Father, I asked for angels to help my feet continue to move forward. A few minutes later, around mile 24 I heard "Ash" being yelled from across the street and running toward me was my best friend, Liz. She had been driving by with her family when she realized that they were passing me so she hopped out of the car with a cold water bottle and joined me. I just hugged her and had to fight back tears because I was so tired. At this point I was walked and couldn't get myself to move very quickly so I just was putting one foot in front of the other. She said that she would finish it with me and was so encouraging the whole way.
As we got closer to the end we lost the course and didn't know what way to go. I could see Liberty Park (where the finish line was) but I also knew that I still had a little over a mile left to go. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to go left or right because straight wouldn't give the distance I needed. I was going to go right but Liz convinced me to go left. We continued on when Liz's phone rang and it happened to be Aimee, who was waiting for me at the finish line. She told Liz that she hadn't found me yet and that she wasn't sure where I was. Liz told her that she was with me and that we had lost the course and were just walking east and didn't know where the finish line was. Aimee told us the street and I'm so thankful that Liz was with me because otherwise, I would have not gone the right direction. Anyway, Aimee started walking towards us and we continued towards the finish line.

You can see that we were walking just with the cars at this point! I was in conquer mode!
So, the moral of the story is that prayers are answered! I was told Liz that I had said a prayer and minutes later she found me and if that wouldn't have happened I woudn't have known what way to go. Aimee also listened to the gentle nudging of the Spirit to call Liz even though she didn't know that Liz was with me at the exact moment that we needed to know what way to go.
On each mile marker through the race they had little inspiring quotes. They said things like "Success is based on personal achievement" another one said "Don't worry about what others may think of you"....they each were placed perfectly with the mood the runners were in at that point in the race. At mile 26, I was with Aimee and Liz and the sign read, "You are running with angels''. Heavenly Father placed my angels there so that I would be able to finish.
(I'm so thankful Aimee had her camera to document this significant moment)
Continuing past mile 26...I still had .2 of a mile to go. Aimee kept saying, "There's the finish line" and I couldn't see it and I was getting frustrated. We turned the corner and I saw that sign and got chills and just started running as fast as could. I felt my blisters pop on my feet and ran. I could hear Aimee and Liz cheering me on as well as the volunteers and other runners who had already finished. It was an incredible feeling. I crossed the finish line and just bent over and started crying. It is an unbelievable feeling. I had finished. I had set a goal and I had accomplished it. My whole life I had wanted to run a marathon and I finished.

Right after I crossed the finish line I lost all energy. Aimee and Liz helped me walk over to the medic tent so that I could get my feet wrapped...

And then I stuffed my face with ice cream sandwiches!...and oranges, and bananas...and lots of water! I was also so thankful to go back to Liz's house and get into the six foot soaker tub!

Here is a picture of me with my angels!

Of course I had to call Donny and tell him that I finished. I cried (a lot of happy tears) because it was such a special moment. I also tried to call my parents to tell them but they were in Tibet but it was still really exciting when I got to tell them!

But after all of that guess what?!?! What's missing from these pictures? My MEDAL! They had lost the rest of the medals so they sent it up to me after the race. I'll have to take a picture of it too because it's awesome. I was so excited when it got here, I was tempted to wear it around but I've resisted so far!