Happy Monday! I figured it was time to finally get my thoughts together about my recent marathon and write my recap. Better late than never right? Oh and I only have pictures of the finish line and after the race so sorry about the wordy beginning of the post!
I woke up Sunday morning exhausted, not a good start for race morning. I got ready and ate a healthy breakfast of Pop-Tarts. My roommate and I somehow got into the habit of eating Pop-Tarts before all of our long runs and it worked for us, so I figured I should keep it going on race day.
We met my roommate’s mom (Camille), sister (Dani), and the other relay team (Michelle, Lauren, and Christine) at a grocery store parking lot. At this point it was only drizzling outside. I can definitely deal with light rain during a race and I was actually glad to see it instead of the hot sunny days we had been having.
Dani, Michelle, and I set off for the starting line. It was about a mile away from the parking lot so we did an easy jog to warm up. We made it about 5 minutes before the race started which is just how I like it. I hate waiting around for the start!
The first 3.5 miles on the loop around the beach flew by and before I knew it we were at the relay exchange!
Next up I was running with Camille and Lauren. The 8 miles with them flew by mainly because Camille was running SO fast! I really didn’t want to lose the relay team so I picked up my pace even though I knew I shouldn’t have. I still had 15 more miles to run after this! Looking back I’m glad these miles flew by. They were during the most boring part of the race that I dread every year. This part of the race is also where the half marathoners and marathoners split off. I’m not going to lie, I seriously considered dropping down to the half when I saw the signs. For some crazy reason I kept going!
When we got back to the relay exchange it was time for the second loop around the beach with Dani and Michelle. They made sure to tell me that in between their two legs they ran over to the coffee shop and drank a coffee and ate a muffin. Cool guys! They had me stop and take a picture at the 13.1 sign and all I remember thinking is, oh my gosh I have to do that all over again. I also told them that I thought I was going to stop at mile 15 and just be done. Then I realized I would be ditching my roommate and making her run the last 11 miles without me. Obviously I felt too bad to do that so I just kept on chugging.
My roommate is a serious angel and wore a bag on her back for 11 miles full of food. I wasn’t sure what I was going to be craving so I had a little bit of everything in there. I ended up only eating a banana and apologizing to her a million times for not being hungry and making her wear the bag for nothing. I also feel so bad that she got stuck with me during the last leg. We both knew I wasn’t going to be a ray of sunshine at this point, but I still felt bad! She kept me running though and tried her best to keep me happy. At one point she said I mumbled something to her that definitely wasn’t English and she tried to get me to run over a speed bump and I said no way this thing is like a mountain to me right now. Sorry Court!
Court, Christine, and me at mile 21ish. Can you tell how stiff my legs were?
I should also mention that it started POURING at mile 16, and the temperature had dropped to 45*. I couldn’t feel my hands by the end of race and my shirt was literally dripping water. It was miserable!
They were handing out Twizzlers at mile 23ish? My roommate said that is the happiest she had seen me all race. I’m not kidding when I say that I wanted to quit during the entire race.
What seemed like 50 hours later I finally rounded the corner and could see the finish line! The rest of both of the relay teams met us and we all crossed the finish line together.
We crossed the finish line and immediately went to the heated tents. Even inside there I was uncontrollably shaking. I was so cold and wet! I inhaled a piece of pizza and drank a coke which is weird because I never drink or really like pop anymore, but it sounded good to me! I don’t question my cravings after long runs I just give into them all.
I did it! And there were no tears of pain this time, which is all I wanted out of this race.
I had blisters on 7 of my toes and cuts on my back and stomach from my fuel belt. The rain really threw my body for a loop! I also got my first black toenail which I didn’t discover until I was getting my pedicure in Mexico. Ick!!
In love with the shirts this year!
After the race I soaked in a warm bath for at least an hour before taking a shower. My legs were too tired to stand up right away! Then I had to do laundry and finish packing for Mexico! I got about 4 hours of sleep and then was up to drive to the airport and catch my flight.
It was all worth it to be able to eat my post-race cupcake in paradise!
I’m going to end here and share some final thoughts another day, because I think this might be the longest post I’ve ever written, and even I’m annoyed with myself.
Would you rather run a race in the cold and rain or sun and humidity? I’ve done both and I would definitely take the cold and rain any day!