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Marathon recap

Bucket list item:  Run a marathon……CHECK.

Guys, I ran a marathon!  I can’t believe I did it.  Here’s how it went down:

On Saturday, I picked up my race packet.  While I was there, I checked out the small expo and found a sweet, new headband to wear to my race.

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Since the race helps the Marion Rotary with their charity to collect shoes for kids who can’t otherwise afford them, I bought and donated these shoes:

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The forecast had been calling for rain all week, so my family was prepared with rain ponchos and umbrellas, but it turned out that we didn’t need them.  It ended up being sunny and very warm for the race on Sunday morning.

At the start of the race, I noticed a woman who was a pacer for a 5:30 finish.  My goal was to finish in 5:45, so I thought if I could keep her in my sights, I might have a good chance of finishing the race at my goal pace.  For the first 8 miles, I was doing really well.  But then I think the heat started getting to me.  Even though I was drinking frequently, much of the course was made up of paved roads out in the country – with lots of hills – and there was no shade and so the sun was just beating down on the runners.

My husband was riding along side me on his bike.  The race volunteers said that as long as he stayed out of the way of the other runners, it would be fine to ride along side me during the race.  Thank goodness he was there!  Between the heat and the hills, I struggled the last 13 miles of the race.  I honestly didn’t think I would make it, but I told my husband, “Don’t let me quit.”  And he wouldn’t.  No matter how tired my legs felt, no matter how nauseous I felt, he was there to make sure I kept going and that I drank fluids, even when I didn’t feel like drinking.  The volunteers along the course were awesome, too!  They kept giving me words of encouragement:  “You’re doing great!”, “Keep it up!”, even when I was walking and looked like I wanted to die.

And seeing my daughter and her boyfriend along the course with these signs really helped:

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My daughter said that a lot of the runners and volunteers stopped to take pictures of the signs!  They were a big hit!

After 8 miles, I was running alone on the course and to be honest, I thought that I was most likely in last place.  At that point, I didn’t care.  I just tried to focus on getting through each mile.  At around mile 15, I started seeing people ahead of me and eventually I caught up to this poor woman who was throwing up on the side of the road.  My husband and I stopped to ask her if she was okay and she said it was the heat.  It was really getting to her, but she said she’d be okay.  My husband said that she eventually dropped out.  The heat was really brutal that day and I found out later that someone else I knew dropped out because of the heat.

Although I felt like quitting 100 times, I just knew that I wouldn’t.  Even though I was having a really crappy race, and I ended up walking a lot, I just really wanted to finish.  My goal this entire time of training has been to FINISH.  I just kept moving my legs.  My husband kept telling me I was doing great.

The last 4 miles were full of hills.  Are you FUCKING kidding me?!?!?  I was so exhausted by that point, but my husband, along with some volunteers, just kept telling me I could do it.  I was so close.

When I got to the last mile, even though my legs felt like heavy logs at that point, and I just wanted a shower and air conditioning, I finished as strong as I was able.  I saw my daughter and her boyfriend up ahead and they were cheering for me and it was the best feeling in the world, knowing that I was going to finish.  The race ended in a local high school football stadium and my daughter ran with me inside, and then I had to run just a little bit around the track to the finish line by myself.  The announcer called my name as I crossed the finish line and as I was handed my medal, the emotions I felt just completely overwhelmed me.  I’m crying again just thinking about it.  I was so relieved it was done, and just so incredibly proud of myself because I did it.  I DID A MARATHON.  My daughter came up to me and we both started crying.  She said she was so proud of me and I was crying because I was proud of me, too.

When I crossed that finish line, it was 6 hours and 23 minutes after I started.  It was 40 minutes longer than my goal finish time.  However, considering the conditions, and the difficulties I had, I consider it a major victory.

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I walked over to the food table, where the volunteers were yelling that they had cold water.  There were also bananas, orange slices, bagels and cookies.  The volunteers were awesome.  The cut-off time was supposed to be 6-1/2 hours, but there were still 3 runners behind me – yes, that’s right, I wasn’t in last place – and so they extended the cut-off so that everyone could cross the finish line and receive a medal.  Not once did I see a volunteer table close down early, nor did anyone run out of water or power drink.  As a back-of-the-packer, I never lacked anything.  The volunteers made sure I had everything I needed.

Today, I’m still basking in the after glow, though I’m a bit sore and frankly, really, really tired.  Nothing that a couple days of rest won’t cure.  Yesterday I was determined that I’d never do another marathon; however, today I’m already considering doing another one at some point.  NOT ANYTIME SOON, but yeah, maybe one day.  My next marathon will be at a time of year when I can train in the fall or winter, and then perhaps I can travel to a place where the temperatures aren’t hot and humid or frigidly cold and wet.

Oh, and I saved the best moment for last.  As I was coming to the last stretch and saw my daughter up ahead, she was holding this sign:

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I’m pretty proud of me, too.

A few statistics about my marathon journey:

Number of weeks training: 18

Miles ran: 332

Pounds lost: 2

Toenails lost: 2

Pairs of running shoes I went through: 3

 

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19 thoughts on “Marathon recap

  1. I’m just beyond words sooooooooooooooooo proud of you!!!!! And you have the best family ever!! I truly hope that we will get to run together one of these days!! It’s been amazing going through this whole thing with you. You’re just simply amazing! And I ❤ you, my friend 🙂

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    1. Right back at you, my dear friend! We will definitely run together one day! I can’t wait! And I can’t wait until you do your marathon! It’s going to be epic! I’ll get to experience the emotions all over again through your marathon! 🙂

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      1. I’m still really angry/frustrated that they closed the course early. Yes, I was sort of relieved at the time, but I trained my ass off for a marathon, not another half.

        Oh well, 3rd time’s the charm, right? 🙂

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      2. I think that I was just as disappointed as you were! I cried when I saw that you missed the cut-off! All that hard work and you weren’t allowed to finish. 😦 But, you’ll be ready for next time! This just gives you even more time to train, so look at it as an advantage! And that trail race you’re going to do sounds like it will be a perfect fit for you! If you end up liking that race, perhaps we can plan on doing it together next year!

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      3. That would be awesome!! I’ll definitely let you know. The RD for this company is so funny, and the couple of races I’ve done with them have been very well organized. They’re cheaper than most races, and I like that it’s a limited number of runners. You know that huge crowds of people just freak me out! 😉

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  2. I am so proud of you and I mean that. I don’t even know you personally in real life but I was thinking of you the entire day Sunday…checking facebook to see if you posted any update. I know how hard it is so I respect anyone training and going the distance….the commitment, the discipline, sweat, tears…curse words! haha Your account is wonderful and it is especially great for first time marathoners to read. You remind me of me! My daughter in law asked me immediately “will you do another?” I said fuck no! haha The next day, I knew I’d try again. You brought back my memories and struggles. Congratulations….you are a marathoner. Welcome to our club 🙂

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    1. Thanks, Charlotte! You have been one of my biggest inspirations throughout this journey. I still remember reading about your marathon with tears streaming down my face because I was so happy for you and I just wanted to be able to do that same accomplishment. I wanted to be a member of that club. And now I am and I feel like my life has changed forever. Now, I feel like whenever things get tough, I can tell myself, “Hey, remember when you did a marathon and how hard it was? You can get through this, too.” I can’t thank you enough for your words of support. You’ve become a really good friend, and I hope that some day we can meet in person! Now I get to sit back and watch your Chicago marathon journey! I’m so excited for you!!!

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  3. Congrats!!!! You did an awesome job! I can’t even imagine running a marathon yet — I struggled with seven miles a few days ago. What a wonderful accomplishment, and it’s truly inspiring how you pushed on despite wanting to give up. 🙂

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  4. Congrats! I love the sign! I didn’t realize you were doing the Marion race! I thought about doing that one the inaugural year (I am from Waterloo and thought a close to home race would be fun) 🙂

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  5. And that’s where our running stories diverge. I have never done a marathon because it would take me just as long & I don’t want to run that long! Congrats – you rock!

    Oh, in my last half, which was hot & humid, they ran out of cups at one stop & water at another!

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    1. At my first half-marathon, it was hot and humid as well and a lot of the volunteers packed up and left before the end of the time cut-off and so the last couple of miles were run with NO water. There was no Gatorade at all the whole course. No volunteers telling you those last couple of miles that you’re doing great, keep it up. I’ll never do that race again. 😦

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      1. I don’t blame you! Oddly enough, these weren’t the last water stops. They were just I’ll prepared & this was the 8th time they’ve put on the race! Luckily I carried a small hand held bottle with me & refilled it halfway.

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