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So in the real world, certain dinner party worlds, and especially
my our wedding world… sometimes I forget the world does not revolve around me. Now, don’t get me wrong. I love to listen to others, I like to give back to the community, and I’ve been told I have a big heart. Or maybe that’s what I put on my match.com profile before I met Finn. hmmm.
But I think I am funny. And given the right crowd and perfect alignment of the moon & stars (which happens 78.3% of the time), I am flippin’ awesome. Hence, possibly why I was so successful as a cute little Girl Scout pawning off calories you really didn’t need but felt bad because you know those cookies stood between me and my troop’s future XYZ project!
|Whole Lotta Awesome in one “Elite Athlete”|
Anyways, I digressed.
Back to race etiquette.
So at the Savannah RnR, I mentioned that I hit my wall kind of early. Myself and the two lovely ladies I was running with from my local run group decided to pick up another runner. She was having a hard time on the back of the course. We all ran together for a good eight miles of the course and it was great to have someone else with us. But I am not gonna lie… she wore my mental strength out.
How do you run & ditch? At mile 24, she saw her friends on the side of the course and they ran her in. No thanks, no wave. I almost felt like Kris Humphries (post Kim Kardashian divorce). I am not asking for a Grammy for my jokes, movie one-liners, and keeping our minds off of the mileage but just an acknowledgement that says “hey… thanks!”.
I have been researching some of the articles online. And I can’t find anything that says it’s ok to “sprint, walk, when group catches up, sprint again” for four or so miles of the eight you spent together.
QOD: What is the funniest thing that has happened to you during a race?
PS- Finn and I didn’t meet on match.com…. we met somewhere equally as cool.
|Ignore my “Frisk me, Officer” pose!|
7 miles into the race, we were back into the Historic District and let me tell you, Liberty Street did NOT disappoint. I felt like the elite athlete I am! People cheering, signs (‘Worst Parade Ever’, ’26.2 is Awesome, because 26.3 is Crazy’), and handing out high fives like they were hotcakes. Fast forward to this mornings run, one of the girls in my group was giving out those high five hotcakes and accidentally smacked someone in the face….. BAM!
Another great area of the course was Gordonston, a neighborhood I have not been much because I
have no friends like to hobnob downtown. What a show they put on! There were woman twirling their hula hoops, the cheerleaders on the hairpin turn were great, and the band that Savannah Morning News sponsored was AWESOME. Thanks for a great show…. but sadly, us full marathoners had to peace out from the halfsies… but even that part was great! I was running near some peeps I knew, so they had a group cheering for us and we got on the ramp to the Truman. So empowering! THANK YOU!
Round about Daffin Park and Historic Grayson Stadium, home to the Sand Gnats it happened. Like a ton of bricks. I hit my wall. Seriously? At mile 14, my wall? Ugh. I had a huge cramp in my side… as soon as I got to the really motivating Savannah State University Campus, I swiped that salt packet and it helped. Slowly peeled back the layers of the wall. It took about four miles.
Mile 18-26 were fine… and I enjoyed the music and the course. Even the Truman wasn’t bad at the end! I found that even if you help a complete stranger on the course for 8 miles get through their own mental wall…. sometimes they don’t thank you.
Our ACS coach, Sean, found me at mile 24 and ran with me until mile 26. He was great to talk to and get my mind off of the pain. He is always so positive and gave me some tips to really kick it in and how to feel great for the remainder of the day!
Mile 26- 26.2 was my favorite! I saw my dad— still with his goofy hat on— right at mile 26. He was yelling “Go get em” and “I’m so proud of you”…. I still get a tear in my eye. Then I rounded the longest corner ever! And I saw my friend Stephanie who flew in from Arizona, my friend Mei-Mei (who totally surprised me by coming down from VA and I kept yelling– “Mei… Mei… Mei” in disbelief), and my awesome fiance- with his medal around his neck!
Official time- 6:15:55
Oh.. and when I crossed….. the announcer said “Congratulations- what a great way to spend your birthday. Celebrating with 23,000 people”. I almost cried!
I did it! No throwing my princess crown on the ground because I hurt my knee at mile 15 and DNF’d. I am a marathoner. Yes, this was my second attempt. Sometimes you can’t help what happens. But you can always try and hold your head up high. I don’t think my first attempt was a failure but a journey to 11/5/11.
Next up on the blog…. talking about my goals for the next few months and my 7 races. Get ready for more activity on here and a more active VTB! LET’S GO!