You guys..... I AM A MARATHONER!! I did it!! I ran a freaking marathon!!
To some this may not be a big deal, but to me it is. My body was able to do something I never dreamed of it doing and I pushed myself to accomplish a goal of mine. A year ago, I had my heart set on this marathon, it was my home town and one of the six world major marathons and I knew I had to run it for a charity close to my heart. Just 10 months ago I was hit by a car and suffered a lot of injuries. I thought my dream was crushed! I never thought I'd be able to run again, let alone run a marathon! With lots and lots of physical therapy, the doctors got me up walking again, and before I knew it running again. I had a rough start to my year, I was stubborn and I wanted to run again. I've learned a lot about listening to my body, injuries and running. My end goal is to be the best runner that my body will allow me to be.
I don’t even know how to put my first marathon experience into words. I went through about 37,296 different emotions during the race and it’s really difficult to capture that in a few photos and words but I will try my best.
I trained for five and a half months for this moment and it was so worth it! Countless tears and frustrations, many injuries and setbacks went into this training. In the two weeks leading up to the race, life decided to be extra hectic with the little one ending up in the hospital again and on top of that I somehow acquired a terrible case of strep just 10 days before race day. Thank goodness for antibiotics and B12 shots! As a result, my two week taper consisted of only two short runs each less than 5 miles, that’s it. I was nervous that in those two weeks my legs had somehow forgotten how to run-The mind is such a powerful and strange thing feeding off your fears. During those two weeks, because of life, I also had no idea if I would actually get to run this race I had spent so much time and effort training for. Everything worked out and I was able to run!
The race was set to start at 7:30am. I think I woke up every single hour (of the 4 hours I attempted to sleep) throughout the night so I didn’t get a great sleep. I jumped out of bed literally the very second my alarm went off. I got out of bed, got dressed, attempted to eat a cliff bar, banana, a glass of water and some coffee, but my tummy was a ball of nerves and I couldn’t manage to get anything down…. I hoped I wouldn’t regret this latter on. I stayed downtown with the charity team I was running for and my hotel was only about a 10-minute walk from the start. I met up with a few friends as we headed to the race start to wait what seemed like forever (75 mins !!) to cross the start line. The closer I got to the start my mind was racing with negative thoughts and I desperately wanted to be positive, but inside I was so terrified. I did not know how my body would respond to 26.2 miles... All I could do was give it all I had and that's what I did.
I think the best way to capture this race will be to write down a list of a few things I remember from it and that happened. My thoughts are all over the place so I will do my best.
Running a marathon was literally one of the physically & mentally hardest but most rewarding things I have ever set my mind on. As soon as I crossed that finish line, I realized this is what I came out here to do.... to relinquish all of my self-doubt and fear. Not meaning to sound cheesy, but it’s true. You learn A WHOLE LOT about yourself in months of training & during those 26.2 miles. I'm looking forward to many more marathons in my future. But for now, I need to rest up and pack because I'm off to run sunny San Francisco next week!!
Dream Big. Work Hard.