The race started out with a long bathroom line, and then jogging to the Rogue tent to try and find my running partners Amy and Robyn. No one was there, so I decided to head for the chute in hopes that I would find them during the start. So the race started kind of rough, like last year I didn’t feel like I was about to run a marathon. I heard the gun go off, and through a thick haze of gun powder we were off.
During the first half mile I was a little depressed that I hadn’t found Amy or Robyn, but then a little into the first mile I heard someone calling my name, and found them right behind me. I felt a lot better after that. The trek up Congress felt really good (besides the black lung I had contracted going over Congress), and my muscles were very loose. We made the turn on Lightsey, then over the small hump onto
My mantras were:
“You are strong, your body will stop lying soon”
“I feel great, you can do this”
“Think happy thoughts”
During 3M I had to make a pit stop which I preventing me from breaking 2 hours, and after that was nervous I would need to stop during the marathon. So I decided if I needed to go I would go early near
I made it over Mopac, still within sight of my rabbit, and continued probably a little too fast. Great Northern then came up, and I just aimed for the overpass, and Foster. The turn onto Foster, into the sun which was brutal. It was getting a lot hotter then I expected it. I saw Amy Wolf, one of my coworkers, around Northcross mall, I think, and I think I said Hi. I also saw my mother-in-law and tried to pose for a picture. Unfortunately at this point, probably mile 17, I started to feel pretty bad. At mile 17 and 18 I started to take stock of what was working:
- I wasn’t dizzy.
- I could keep gu’s and water down which meant my electrolytes were ok.
- The pain in my right foot had gone away.
My main problems were energy and general depression. I told myself that I was just hitting the wall. I stopped believing my first mantra, and kept repeating my second one over and over again. At this point I just had an incredible erge to stop and go to sleep, but I made a deal with myself. I had to run, but I could walk longer through the waterstops. I was scared to start walking because I didn’t think I would start running again. I was aiming at the Rogue water stop and my friend Leslie at this point.
I got to the Rogue waterstop, and saw Amy right in front of me running with
I got to Duval and told my self “all you have to do is fall down this hill”, so I just pointed everything forward and allowed gravity to get me down it. I got into campus and tried to just think of anything else besides running, I thought about the renovations to the stadium, about the sky. I got out of campus, then onto Trinity and saw “The Hill” on
I saw all of the people and looked around trying to saver the moment. I was almost done, the finish line was in sight. I started looking for my parents, then felt the most incredible muscle paint I had ever felt in my right calf. My right leg stopped working and I nearly collapsed. I got back up, and my leg still wasn’t working and was in pain, so I started hopping. The crowd started to roar, and I got the adrenaline burst to get myself across the finish line. I WAS FINISHED!
I got my medal, and still dragging my leg made it into the chute. Luckily my leg cramp went away, and I started walking again. I saw Amy, Lorrie, and Mary at the finish line, and let out some sort of yell and I felt fantastic. My dad John met me at the gate with some concern, and I told him I was fine that it was just a muscle cramp.
I think Amy asked me what time I did and I looked down and saw . I had stopped my watch at the finish but hadn’t looked at it yet. I was thrilled, I thought I had lost a lot more time, and I had a 16 minute PR.
Later the second stage of my marathon began the recovery. I was able to eat soup at the marathon and a full meal at Spaghetti warehouse with Andrea and my family. I drank a Red Bull on the way home, cleaned up, and we were able to go to the post-marathon party that night, which I think was a tremendous accomplishment. I had 2 beers, then hit the wall and decided I needed to go back home, and my day was over.
Thanks to everyone who came out and cheered us on, I couldn’t have made it through without that support.
I missed a lot of mile markers but here are my splits from my Garmin
Mile 2: 9:51
Mile 3,4: 9:12/mi
Mile 5,6: 9:17/mi
Mile 7: 9:26
Mile 8,9,10: 9:47/mi
Mile 11.12.13: /mi
Mile 14: 9:26
Mile 15: 9:28
Mile 16: 9:40
Mile 17: 9:31
Mile 18: (Hit the wall HARD)
Mile 19: 9:34
Mile 20: 9:42
Mile 21: 9:43
Mile 25: 11:09Mile 26.2: 11:13/mi