Ohhhhhhh nelly. I.AM.SORE.
I wasn’t even this sore after running the Oregon 1/2 Marathon in September…and that was way hilly…hrm…
I completed my 4th official 1/2 marathon, the first of 2011, under two hours!
I’m not gonna lie, it was a really really tough race. I don’t know what got into my body, but it was hard! Let’s start at the beginning shall we?
Nothing says running like carb loading, right? Yessirry!
Jenn’s dad was awesome enough make a sweet variety of pasta toppings for our angel hair pasta including meatballs (obvi didn’t have those), veggies with tofu, swiss chard, parmesan and extra sauce. It was everything we could have asked for as a pre-race dinner!
We hit the sack early to make sure we would have the energy to get us through the race tomorrow, so by 9pm I was snuggled in bed with a book; shut eye time!
5am wake up calls per usual, but odd because the race didn’t start until um, 0830!? Since when does a race start after 7am!? For anything!? They lucked out though, because it was still like 50ish degrees at the start and nothing over low 60’s by the time we finished, being overcast the entire time. I can’t thank the weather gods enough, it was perfect running weather.
Anyhow, we headed out the door with our pb and toast/bread and made it safely to the start with lots of time to spare…since I’m always super paranoid about getting to start lines I made sure we left early and Jenn’s Dad was awesome at navigating the downtown roads for us! Thanks Papa Bender!
Per the usual standing-in-atrocious-lines-for-the-bathroom, we waited for the marathon to start and dropped off our bag afterwards to head to the start line!
Before we knew it 0830 rolled around and we were off! Like I said, we lucked out with the weather and the clouds but it wrecked havoc on my hands and feet throughout the race. I started off not being able to feel most of my toes and half my fingers so because of the blood loss, I was in pain pretty much the entire race. It doesn’t make for fun when you’re trying to do things with your fingers.
Anyhow, the race went pretty well up until mile 10 where I hit a wall and seriously just wanted to fall over onto the sidewalk and have someone drag me to the end. My legs became as heavy as lead and I wanted to stop so badly. But I gave myself an extra gu chomp, water, slowed down a bit (ok, a lot) and just kept truck’n on. I’m not quite sure what happened with my garmin at mile 8 and why the lap is only .6 miles instead of one (I guess I accidently hit it at some point…and did I mention I got this? Oops…) and continued to be screwy until the end. But I ended up just going by the overall time in hopes I could make it under 2 hours, and maybe even my PR of 1:59:05 from the Oregon 1/2 last September. Not so much.
I knew I had slowed down considerably during that mile when I hit my wall and that if I wanted to recover and go under two hours I was going to have to start workin super hard to get there. I dub down as deep as I could and pulled all the stops to get my legs moving again. I just kept telling myself to breathe, that the finish was only so far away, it would be over soon and well, it would be over soon.
I hit 12.5 and seriously, just wanted to be done. At that point I started hauling ass to the finish just so I could stop. I crossed the finish line with an official chip time of 1:59:54 and thanked my lucky stars it was under 2 hours. But I was so weak that seriously no joke, I almost lost control of my bladder and pee’d myself. I ain’t gonna lie, I was that out of whack walking after the finish. I think it just makes me hardcore…almost.
I slowly made my way to the bag checkout and gathered myself before heading over to the family reunion area and waiting for Jenn and Jill. I knew I was going to have to wait a bit since they started almost 10 corrals behind me and were going to be running much slower, but it was worth the wait! They did it! They completed their first official marathon!!!!
Of course I snacked on some stuff while waiting for them like an apple and some pop chips (I miss those things…too $$ though!) along with a hellacious amount of water. I was still hurt’n in the hands and wrist of my left hand though…it was the most pain I’ve had in my hands to date! Arg!
We left after a bit of stretching and headed to In n’ Out for lunch…and as much as I would have loved to have had a burger and fries, it wouldn’t have worked much for me so I headed over to Starbucks and got some oatmeal because I was cold…and then Yogurtland because hey, I just ran 13 miles I wanted fro-yo! It’s been too long!
Happy went the belly as it consumed it like a ravenous beast. Oh yeah…
Then it was home to shower and find out where the chafing did some damage…lets just say I was screaming through my teeth in the shower…it was not a fun feeling. Ouchy.
Now it’s time for me to pack up, change locations and get ready for my last night in AZ before heading back to CA and work! Boo! I’ve been having too much fun hanging out with Jenn and Jill! And of course, congrats to them again!! They did awesome for their first 1/2 marathon and I know as sore as they are right now, they’ll be doing another this year…