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Crossing the Finish Line

This week, I found out that the San Francisco Marathon is on of the 15 toughest marathons. In 2008, I ran it! See? Here I am crossing the finish line!

Crossing the Finish Line!

 

Here is an outline of my experience in something written on August 6, 2008. (Little did I know I’d be getting married 2 years later on that day!)

Mile 1: Wow, this is crowded–but it’s so beautiful! San Francisco is amazing this early in the morning. The buildings, the smell of the bay (which smells like Manitowoc), the excited chatter of the other runners, wow. I love this.

Mile 3: I love this.

Mile 4: I love this.

Mile 5: Wow. The first hill up to the Golden Gate! This is the first of the three big hills! Here’s to kicking some butt!

Mile 7: I’m on the Golden Gate Bridge! I’m running across it! I love this.

Mile 7.5: This vista point is awesome. Energy gel? Not awesome. It tastes like flouride from the dentist. Thank goodness for water to wash it down.

Mile 8: I’m on the Golden Gate Bridge! I’m running across it! I love this.

Mile 10: So this is the bad hilly part? Ok. I have the energy. I can do this! And it’s actually fun!

Mile 13: I’m half way there! Wow! I’m still doing ok! And I’m in a beautiful park. Wow. I love this.

Mile 14: Who knew–mile 14 = the beer mile. Thank you for the best water stop to date, hashers!

Mile 16: Hey, I might actually finish.

Mile 17: Holy crap, I’m still running.

Mile 17.5: Energy gel–effective but really, really, really gross. Toothpaste power!

Mile 18: My side hurts. Must contract abs.

Mile 19: I need to walk for a bit. My legs hurt–a lot.

Mile 19.5: Seriously? Another hill?

Mile 20: Ok, I’m going to try running again.

Mile 20.1: Ok, my muscles are too tired to control my body running down hill. I think I’ll walk.

Mile 21; Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.

Mile 22: I am in so much pain. This sucks. This sucks a lot. Note to self–remember how much fun the first half was? Maybe I should stick with half marathons.

Mile 23: Another hill?

Mile 23.5: Dear observer who is cheering me on,
Please do not cheer me on and single me out by name. I am in pain and hate everything right now. I’m sorry to be unappreciative–but curl up and die. Please?

Mile 24: Another hill? Are you effing kidding me?

Mile 25: I’m turning the corner and heading toward the bay bridge. Thank goodness! Calypso music suits this moment.

Mile 25.5: AT&T park is neat from this angle. I like this marina thing…one more mile. One more mile! Yea!

Mile 26: Holy cow! I’m actually going to finish this! And then I never have to run this far again!

Mile 26.2: (as I burst into tears) I did it! I never have to run this far again. I did it. Thank you Lord. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. My legs hurt.

Mile 26.3: This medal is gigantic. I love post race food–candy, chips, bananas, and super expensive promotional granola bars. Yea!

I am very proud to have finished. Unless there is an exceptionally compelling reason, I do not think I will run a marathon again. (I won’t even start with how much I hated training. HATED.) Half marathons, however? Count me in!!!

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The Dread Dissipates

I have been dreading tomorrow’s half marathon. Dreading.

My schedule for this week has sucked. I was in Memphis for a wedding all last weekend (only got one very fast 3 miler in), and came back to madness.
Monday 8 am to 11 pm
Tuesday 8 am to 5 pm, then 6 pm to 11pm
Wednesday 8 am to 11 pm
Thursday 9:30 to 5 (I took a mental health morning. Totally worth it.)
Friday 8 am to 3 pm, then 6 pm to 11 pm
Today 9 am to 4 pm, then 6 pm to 11 pm

I am tired. Also my foot hurts ( specifically, the place where my right big toe joins my foot) and has since Sunday. So the idea of waking up to run 13.1 miles tomorrow has been filling me with the most intense sense of dread.

Until I got on the highway to go pickup my packet. I started getting excited. Really, really excited. By the time I got to the race pickup, I was practically skipping. Look at my new shirt!!!!

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I promptly went home and signed up for a turkey trot.

How can the surly be replaced with such elation so quickly? I wish I could explain how light I feel right now, and how thrilled I am to get to experience another gathering of a community of runners.

I’ll chalk it up to having the love of running. That deep, somewhat crazy love of everything about running–the good (The camaraderie! The burn! The wind in your hair! The post run glow! The post run beer!), the bad (windy days), and the ugly (The chafing!! Oh my God, the chafing!!!!!)

I’m happy I’ve still got it.

Tomorrow was, in fact, another day

I am so pleased.

Eight miles this morning. Eight! I finally feel like I’m back.

This is also very impressive effort the morning after practically prom. The husband is a member of a local golf organization, and we attended the awards banquet last night. It had quite the “old boys club feel” complete with a gift presented each of the wives.
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It feels a little sexist and wrong to accept something for “letting” the husband hit the links once a month, but what the hell. I may as well set back feminism another couple of years and go get my nails done or buy a purse.

Busy morning so far. Up at 615, finished up the beaded dress, ran, church, cleaned up the massive mess that was my workroom, swept the house/cleaned, dropped the husband off to watch some football, appointment with a bride at 11:30, and then making dinner for tonight–this fabulous concoction of noodles, veggies, chicken, and chicken with rice soup.
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Yum. Tastes like my childhood with Kay, the casserole queen. Thanks Ma!

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