I Ran A Marathon Minus 13.1 miles….
I like to listen to my ipod for a bit before I drift off to sleep. Last night as I crawled into bed and put my ipod on, the song Hallelujah was the 1st song to play. Hallelujah’ is considered the most joyful word of praise to God. I am not a religious person but as that song was playing – I let my mind finally rest and the tears came. This day was great in so many ways. I finished the Brooklyn Half Marathon.
Blisters – Check
Soreness – Check
Happy – Double Check
Ted arrived bright and early to my house and got himself ready. Sunblock and powerbars and all sorts of pre-race goodness. I was struggling to put my race bib on. Yeah, I am that dorky. We left at 6.30am and met up with Samantha and we were on our way to the subway to ride to Prospect Park. It was a glorious day the sun was shining and on the train were other runners nervously awaiting the stop to the park. Ok, I have no idea if they were nervous but let’s just go with it for the sake of this story. So, of course once we left the train and I saw the park looming I needed to use the restroom. Cool, there is a nice muffin place across the street so I ran over to use the restroom only to see a line up of other runners waiting. Here are the questions I was asked on the line: “So, are there hills in Prospect Park’? Ummm, like yeah!!! “Is this a walking race”? Ummm, like no!!! Oh and as I was departing “Is it clean in there?” Yikes.
We then walked over to the starting area. It was a bit of a walk but it felt good to keep moving. The lines for the porta potty was incredibly long.
I am standing a bit off to the side in purple shorts and white hat.
Samantha – Michelle – Ted before the start.
After going potty it was no time before the race horn blew and we snuck into the corrals and starting moving. Ooops I mean running. I started Seth and we were off. I don’t think I can write a mile by mile report but I think I ran about 3 miles before the first gatorade/water stop. I sure needed that break to gulp down those liquids. I was sooo hot and thirsty and drank a full cup of both gatorade and water. Resume running. Unfortunately at about mile 4 we lost Samantha. Don’t worry we found her later in the day. But, I was happy that she found her stride and ran an amazing race. More on that later.
Prospect park, while beautiful and dazzling to run in, was for me the hardest part of the race. I am not a hill runner. I could be – but right now I hate those hills with a passion. They suck. They are mean and relentless. I gave the hills the finger and Ted thought that was hilarious. I meant it. I would give them the finger again. And again. We were in that park for 7 miles of the race. It was never ending.
Once out of the park we entered Ocean Parkway which is about a 5 mile stretch of flat running. Perhaps a slight incline but no big hills at all. It was really hot and sunny at this point and there was some sort of misting station at miles 8 and 10 and I ran right in front of it to get wet. It felt awesome.
Here I am running towards the water. RUN MICHELLE RUN to the water.
I stopped running at mile 6 to walk, mile 9 to walk, mile 11, three walking breaks that were way too long IMHO. This concerns me. That I feel the need to stop. Why can’t I just keep running? Why? I need to get over that.
I do remember feeling really tired in my legs. At some points I felt I couldn’t run another step and that I would never finish the 13.1 miles. I was plotting in my mind where I could perhaps find a bus stop but then also realized I did not have money with me and then realized that if I did take a bus home – I would not be able to write this race report and fuck that I was going to finish no matter what. Ted is an amazing man. Full of enthusiasm for the love of running. He runs like a gazelle. Very beautiful stride makes it look easy. He won’t admit it, but I know he was wanting to finish the thing. He was so nice to stay with me the whole way. He took tons of photos and kept telling me how many miles we had left. I think at one point he said we have 2 miles and 3/10th. I was like huh? What does that mean? When I run my math skills disappear. And yes, I do have mad math skills.
Cool photo of the start. Those runners are pretty darn speedy.
Finally, we headed towards my boardwalk. Yes, remember I am part owner because I love it. I saw it up ahead and thought to myself “YES, the end is near”….Up the ramp to the boardwalk. The finish line was way in the distance. I saw it but it seemed to keep on moving further back. Every time I thought I was near, it was gone. Then back. I just kept on moving. I knew my sister would be at the finish line waiting to take some photos and give me a high five. I MADE IT. I crossed the finish line. I sooo wanted a sub 2.30 or at least a 2.30. Crossed the line in 2.40.18. Those darn walking breaks!!
I am happy and fine with my time because finishing is the respectable time. Or as a friend said:
signing up is respectable, showing up is respectable, starting is respectable., finishing is awesome!!
Most importantly, enjoy your run. Run is supposed to be enjoyable. Don’t take your frustration with your run. If you are going to be frustrated with your run, you are not going to enjoy it. Take the frustration out. Like I said “I live to run and run to live”. I just love running. You could see that I was chasing and taking pictures. I was enjoying it. If you inject love into your running, you would be running wild like I did yesterday.
He does run wild. But in a good cool kinda way. Like he just loves it so.
I did not beat anybody. I was beat.
Samantha finished in a blistering 2.26.21 AWESOME!!
My buddy Chris finished in awesome time 2.34.18
Ted and I in 2.40.18.
We had fun after too. We all met for a nice lunch on the boardwalk. Christie joined us. She was going to run but was nursing a (vodka) injury and made the right decision to not run the Half. THIS TIME……We all toasted each other with ice cold vodka. I think I got drunk. I think we all got drunk. A little!!! :O)
I had an awesome day. One that I will always remember. And best of all while yes today I am sore in places I never knew existed – it is a GOOD SORE. No injuries during the race or after. My toe is awesome. My shin feels no pain. I am ready to rock and roll!!!
Thank you my buddy TED!! You are an awesome person. Thank you Samantha for your company during those hilly runs in the park. Thanks sista for being there. Thanks Christie for making me laugh!!