Monday, October 23, 2006

My First Marathon (10-23-06)

10-23-2006

I guess we'll start with the expo. It was really cool, but sooo overwheling with all those vendors. I found a cool bumper sticker, and met Hal Higdon. I later felt a little embarrassed for getting star-struck over someone like that, but after spending so much time on his program it was kinda cool.

Alarm goes off at 5:40am, I was too excited to be tired despite the fact that I'd gotten hardly any sleep.  My sister who ran it with me and the rest of my fam arive at my condo around 6:15. We do our little pre-game routine re bibs, chips, etc. I MADE SURE to pee 3 or 4 times before we left. We're out the door around 6:40, and wait in the FREEZING cold for about 10 minutes for a bus. The bus was packed with runners which was pretty neat. 

We arrive at Grant Park around 7:30 and I'm just in awe of how many runners there are. My sister and I say goodbye to the rest of the fam and make our way to the 3:50 pace group. We stand around for a while trying to keep the mood light. Finally the horn sounds and we're off, I note that it takes us about 7 minutes to cross the finish line. 

The first few miles were absolutely amazing, the crowd support was so incredible, and the massive wave of runners was close to mesmerizing. So many thoughts were rushing through my head, I couldn't believe that what I had been working so hard for over the last 5 months was about to materialize.  I was so pumped up that the freezing cold and wind just wasn't a factor.  However, I knew we were starting off too fast. I begged my sister to slow down, but she demanded that we keep up with the pace group. I just hoped to myself that we wouldn't crash at the end.

I had 7 or 8 friends posted at various points of the course and ran into most of them. It was so great to see them out there, and I hope they know how much it meant to me.  Things are going great throughout most of the race, mile 15-19 might have been the most encouraging because I was feeling relatively strong and said to myself, "If I make it to mile 20, I don't care how hard I crash, I WILL finish this race!"

Then around mile 21 it happened. It started with some mild tightness in my left quad. By mile 22 it was the most sever, excrutiating cramp I'd ever experience. At 23 the same thing was happening with my left hamstring. Eventually they both just locked up! It took every ounce of energy just to put one foot in front of the other. My legs felt like they weighed 100lbs each, and I said to myself, "If this isn't the wall, I REALLY don't want to know what is!"  It wasn't my cardio that faltered, but the muscle tightness/cramps that got me. In the future I will have to look into ways to address this (any tips here would be much appreciated).

We turn the corner and the finish line is one of the most beautiful sights I've ever seen, I let out an audible, "YES!" but that was just about all I could say. I know there was a huge crowd on hand, but I barely noticed them, all I could focus on was the finish line getting closer and closer. We finally cross it, I throw my arms around my sister and tell her over and over how much I love her.  I must have looked REALLY crappy because 3 or 4 different staff members asked if I was alright. It was such an incredible race, and despite my pain, I couldn't have been more elated, the whole experience was somewhat surreal. Here's the splits according to my Garmin, and thanks for reading!

Mile 1- 9:43
Mile 2- 8:51
Mile 3- 8:04
Mile 4- 8:20
Mile 5- 8:23
Mile 6- 8:29
Mile 7- 8:37
Mile 8- 8:39
Mile 9- 8:41
Mile 10- 8:27
Mile 11- 8:31
Mile 12- 8:45
Mile 13- 9:11
Mile 14- 8:19
Mile 15- 8:35
Mile 16- 8:27
Mile 17- 8:24
Mile 18- 8:43
Mile 19- 8:53
Mile 20- 8:48
Mile 21- 8:50
Mile 22- 8:47
Mile 23- 8:47
Mile 24- 9:04
Mile 25- 9:11
Mile 26.2- 11:15
FINISH- 3:51:37

I finished well under my goal of 4:00 and didn't even mess myself!! I can't thank you guys enough for the support, for the encouragement, and for tolerating my incessant questions. I appreciate it more than you can imagine....


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After

Thursday, August 17, 2006

My First Half Marathon (8-17-06)

8-17-2006

The alarm goes off at 5:10am, but it didn't really matter because I pretty much hadn't slept the entire night. The alarm merely signified that it was time to start getting ready. I had spent the whole night tossing and turning trying to supress any feelings of nervousness for being unprepared for this race. But the truth was, I had no business running it. Prior to the race I had been running for maybe 2 weeks, my knee was 70% at best, and my physical therapist was pleading with me not to run it. But what does she know, right?

I meet up with Jayme (and her mother) at the starting line, and before I know it were off! Any prior feelings of nervousness had totally vanished. I knew with complete certainty and full confidence that I was ready to take this on. I also knew that there was no way in hell I was gunna let myself quit with Jayme by my side.

We finished the first 5 miles in 45:07
10 miles in 1:29:31
And the whole 13.1 in 1:57:08

I'm pretty sure I probably could have ran it 7-10 minutes faster if I was on my own, and she repeatedly told me that I could run ahead, but it was an experience that I wanted to go through with her. By mile 11 she was really struggling, and I started providing her with a lot of verbal encouragement  After the race she told me that she was very appreciative of the support I gave her. The scenery was gorgeous, the skyline was beautiful. The finish line was one of the most welcoming sights I've ever seen, and the instant I crossed it I felt my legs go numb. We hugged, and congratulated each other on a wonderful race.

While I am kinda curious as to how I could have done on my own, overall I'm very pleased with the race, it was an incredible experience, and I'm praying my knee stays intact for the full marathon in Oct.