Nevaeh's Hope

I'm so excited about getting involved with this organization. They are centered on bring love to those who have been forgotten: single mothers and single fathers.

I hope to bring some really great ideas and to be a part of organizing a run/walk for them.

This will be a journey that requires patience and strong reliance on Christ. It is so easy to say yes to everything, but I know I need to find time to be filled also. I always get excited about new adventures, but sometimes that zeal dies when hit with a difficult time.

This passion of serving single mothers came 5 years ago, just before my niece was born. Pregnancy can be such a beautiful time, but when it is met with no support, it can be a nightmare. Luckily, my niece was born into a family that loved her dearly, despite the circumstances. It made me think of those who have unplanned pregnancies and the loneliness they must feel. I want to be a mentor or just a friend.

We could always use another person in our life that will bring us support, comfort, accountability and time.

Do you have any passions to love and serve others? If so, how are you doing that? If not, what is holding you back?

Today's Run

It was so amazing to be running in the fog! I run this route almost every time, but I created some more enjoyment! I could barely see where I was going. It was eery but beautiful!!

Running my first half marathon: the pain and the glory

It was a beautiful day. The sun was out and smiling at me the whole 13.1 miles. The scenery was great. I was very excited to run on these trails, but unhappy about the course. There were a lot of in and outs. I wasn't expecting a lot of people to be running, but 1,000 people turned out. The 10k and half-marathon started at the same time. I synced my Nike+ and was ready to go. Horn blows, and were moving...at a snail pace. Of course, the first mile is always the craziest as everyone is trying to find their place. Waiting for an opening and then ceasing it. I hustled my way passing others quickly. I could count the women in front of me on two hands. 6.36 per mile, my thoughts: I'm going too fast, but I feel fine. That adrenaline was pushing me hard. Mile 6- I eat my Shot Blocks and grab water. YUCK!! Some pink liquid slops over my face and I'm instantly sticky. GREAT!! Next aid station I pass by, still feeling good. Mile 10- CRAP! I'm slowing down, dizziness surrounds me and I feel discouraged. JUST KEEP GOING! No one behind me. COME ON, HANNAH! Mile 12-AAAAHHHHH!!!  My hamstring!! I have never felt this shooting pain before. I panic! If I injure, I'm screwed! I lift my knees as if I stepping (I'm sure I looked ridiculous!) and try to shake it out. AAAHHHH!! Again, I get passed my a woman. Please, please, please. Don't let me get hurt. I say a quick prayer and let God hear it. It goes away. I'm hurting. My body feels weighed down, but I see the finish line. Come on, come on! I make it up the hill. Almost there... I see my husband cheering me on and my mom. 1:45:28 I DID IT!!

all carbed up!! Ready for tomorrow!

It's gonna be sunny for the half-marathon.

:)

Running

I have almost been at it for a year. I can honestly say that I LOVE running. It has allowed me time to process my thoughts and run the day's stresses away. I am so grateful for running because I know one day I won't be able to. I continue to push myself and on days that I don't want to run, I don't go for intensity, but for distance.

7 days away from my first attempt at running 13.1.

Excitement!!


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