“Race day was utter joy – one of those days you will remember for rest of your life. It was a beautiful fall day in my hometown of Charlottetown. I didn’t care about my time; I just wanted to run every single step. The tears started falling down my cheeks at the 4 km mark. That’s when I had gotten rid of my race nerves and was approaching the intersection where my daughters would be cheering for me.”
When Kathy decided to run a half marathon last year, she did so with some uncertainty. But it was fantastic to witness her progress, moving from single digits in training kilometres to each barrier she broke as the distances increased. Beyond that, though, was seeing her great determination and sheer will in order to meet her goals. A couple of years back, she did a half marathon, walking, as part of a Nordic-walking club, completing the route in a few seconds under four hours. This year in running the P.E.I. Half Marathon, after months of intense training, she took almost one hour and 30 minutes off that time, an amazing reward for her commitment.
Here is her story.
by Kathy Kaufield
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