March 4, 2017. This was the day I learned a very hard lesson, in a very tough way. I learned that training is something that HAS to be done, even if it's half-assed it's better than nothing. I have never been one to really train. I am hard headed and stubborn. I sign up for races months in advance and have all intentions of training, I even create training PLANS, but do not follow them. (I am AMAZING at creating a training plan!!) I still show up at packet pickup and get my bib and shirt, go to the race and line up at the starting line thinking, "I should have trained for this." This leads me back to March 4, 2017. There I was at the starting line of the Myrtle Beach Marathon... Ok, I was doing the Half Marathon, but there I was... those familiar thoughts running through my head.... I had done a 10K a few weeks before and was ok, no cramps, no blisters, mildly sore... thought I was ok for this. My friend Susan from Charlotte was there to do the Half with me too, and my BRB Toria was there cheering us on as she is dealing with/suffering through, an injury that has her out of commission for a bit. I felt ok, just wishing I had trained more, as usual. Canon goes off, yes really, pretty awesome, and off we go!! I start running, feeling pretty good, and I decided to run until I needed a breather... I managed a quarter mile, not bad for no training. Started walking and my friend Susan passed me, made sure I was ok, guess I was already looking like a hot mess. So I watch her red flower on the back of her hat and pink (AWESOME PINK TEAM RWB SHIRT) start disappearing in the mass ahead of me and I think way to go girl!! So I'm moving along, enjoying the sites, listening to my music, walking some, running some... about mile two, I catch back up to Susan. This was really no easy task, she is taller than I am, as are most people, so her stride is longer and she walks faster than I do, I stayed with her, or rather, she stayed with me the rest of the race. She made me faster without meaning to and I'm glad she did, helped end the misery at a more rapid clip! So we are moving along, passing donut places, smelling bacon, and just trying to have as much fun as possible, when I start REAAALY feeling it. My legs were dying, really dying. My quads were shaking, my feet were hurting and I was miserable. I am so thankful for Susan, for keeping me company and for not killing me! Oh, and did I mention it was cold.... and windy. Yes, that too. When we hit about the 10th (?) mile the wind hit us in the face, until about mile 13. (BTW, not at all related to this story, but if you move your fingers wrong on the keyboard, mile become nuke.. how ironic!!) SO! There we are, both in our own little hell, trying to encourage each other, she said she would even drag me across the finish by my ponytail! Gotta love your friends!!! Then FINALLY, we finish, we run across the finish and get our medals and our bottle of water and we did it !!! YAY US!! Toria was there yelling for us! IT WAS GREAT!! I could barely walk, everything hurt and I felt like I was dying, but I did it!!
Now, as I said, lessons were learned in from this race. I have to start training. I got a blister, never happened before, I couldn't move like I had run a full and not the half, I had a pain behind my knee that scared the bejezus out of me, luckily it went away after a day. There was more hurt that happy in this one, however, one of the bigger lessons is that it is always great to have friends with you at a run, whether running or walking beside you, or waiting at the finish, because sometimes, you may need them to be willing to drag you across by your ponytail!!!
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Jen
3/6/2017 01:28:22 pm
I was keeping up with where you were as Toria posted about it and cheering you on! It is great to have friends to do it with who can challenge you, help support you and be there for you as well as be that person for someone else. I've done a couple races at a different pace than normal becUse I was pushing myself to keep up, or took it a little more easy because a friend needed some support and someone to be there and they both mean as much. Love that your friend threatened to drag you by your ponytail...that's true friendship right there!
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