short version I finished 4:22:21 way, way, way off any sort of PR. It was a struggle. I almost gave up.... several times. I'm not too happy with how it all went down today. But I finished so that is the upside!
Today was one of those days that I questioned why I thought it would be a fantastic idea to run a marathon. Thought of selling my Chicago marathon entry for October because I'm not running another marathon ever and all that. I had some GI issues and girlie issues but I am not blaming it on that. It was one of those days that ended up not being my day. I didn't follow my own marathon plan and it hurt me in the end (and middle).
Miles 1-9 - My hubbie and I stayed downtown literally right outside the start line. Thanks hilton point. You may have been a crappy hotel but I didn't have to go far! The run started off with my playlist all screwed up. I said "screw it" and put it on random after a 1/2 mile of trying to fix it. No big deal. I don't think I went out too fast in the first mile. In hindsight. yes, yes I did. These early miles passed really quickly. Besides the annoying girls trying to hang with one of the pace groups with a zip up sweatshirt that was swinging around hitting everyone as she weaved in and out cutting off people. ugh. The whole time I was thinking maybe my pace was too fast and I would pay later. And oh, I did.
Miles 9-12 - Not feeling good at ALL! Long uphill on an exit ramp/highway. No ankle pain - yay. Instead left hip/IT band issues I have never experienced before. I tried to ignore. No crowd support at all, which was fine but I started to feel nausea's, was in pain, had to pee, and had GI issues. Mind you, I never, ever, ever, stop during a race and most training runs for the bathroom. ever. Just before 13 the half and full marathoners separated and I made my first porta potty stop. No good.
Mile 12.5 - 13 - Yay my family and friends! My BF husband who just finished the half jumped in to run with me for 1/2 mile. They gave me a boost.
Mile 13.5 - 16 - I take a turn for the worse GI wise. Just before mile 16 I nearly did not make it to the bathroom. Nasty. I wasn't hurting other than my stomach which is the most frustrating kind of pain. I ended up wasting nearly 5 minutes on this stop. The difference between meeting and missing my goal.
Mile 17 - The 4:15 pace group I held off for so long passed me after my break. I lost it mentally and physically at this point. I almost was a DNF.
Mile 18-23. Run. Walk. Swear. Repeat. Oh with some feeling nausea and thoughts of giving up or walking the rest thrown in.
Mile 23 - 24 - Hubbie, Brother in Law and Sister find me to run with me! Sista goes with me to 26! They give me much needed support and oranges. Yeah, oranges! BIL and hubbie leave to go walk to the finish.
Miles 24.25 - Step sister, step brother, and step sister in law join in on the party. I told them not to take offense but I wasn't going to talk other maybe grunt until the end. Made up some time and started hitting sub 10's finally.
Mile 24.5 - end - My sister got hit on my some 50 year old creep. He was cool and that he's done over 50 marathons, 1 just 3 weeks ago. Not cool and that he was hitting on her and uber creepy trying to hit on her. I think he told me I had a nice ass just to continue to talk to her. She bailed around 26 - I don't blame her :) No she left b/c she didn't want to act like she ran the thing although the looks she got when she went off course were funny. Thanks to the announcers I kicked it and finished strong. They called out my name several times (pronounced my new last name correctly!) and my whole family besides my sister missed my finish. Oh well.
The most frustrating part was I lost my plan and I wasn't hurt. I hurt but no more than one should when running 26.2 . I gave up on myself. How I was feeling was so defeating.
The medal rocks and overall it was a nice course. Although the hill at 21 sucked! I forgot about it. Not much in the way of crowd support but the race went smoothly and was well executed. Although the women's marathon shirt looks like a school crossing sign (bright greenish/yellow). Bart Yasso was at the expo and the start but I was too chicken shit to go talk to him/take a picture with him. I don't do well with strangers. Especially famous strangers :)
Next up the few pictures I have from the race...