09/21/2026
There’s something special about running in Riding Mountain. 🏔️✨
Today’s half marathon was hands down the hardest one I’ve run so far. The hills were relentless, my knee started acting up halfway through, and there were moments where I questioned if I had anything left to give. But somehow, it also became one of my favourite races.
The views were absolutely breathtaking, and every step reminded me why I love this sport. Not because it’s easy, but because of the places it takes me, the lessons it teaches me, and the confidence it builds along the way.
And somehow, despite the hills and the knee pain, I achieved a goal I’ve been working toward all summer: a Sub-1:50 half marathon. 🏅 I crossed the finish line in 1:47 and was honoured to finish as the 2nd place female overall. To say I’m proud would be an understatement.
Swipe to the end for a throwback to my last race here. I ran the Riding Mountain 10K while 4 months postpartum and unknowingly 2 months pregnant. At the time, a half marathon felt impossible.
Fast forward to today, and I crossed the finish line of my second half marathon in the same park.
Becoming a mom didn’t mean giving up my goals—it just changed what they looked like. My strongest self wasn’t built in perfect training conditions. She was built during nap-time runs, early mornings, sleepless nights, and countless miles pushing a wagon full of babies.
To my four little reasons why, thank you for showing me that motherhood and big dreams can exist together. Some of my favourite memories have been made with you beside me on every training run, and every finish line feels sweeter because of you.
Riding Mountain, you humbled me today, but I’ll definitely be back. ❤️