….So…..I survived! I didn’t finish like I wanted to finish but I finished nevertheless!!!
AND THAT IS WHAT MATTERS!!!
I started out this race feeling great!! I had decided to stick with a friend of mine who was participating in the Half-Marathon
Relay. There was her first timed race, as well as the longest run she has done so far. Needless to say, she was a little nervous.
We started off and the miles just seemed to slip away and before you know it, we were at mile 5. At this point, I pulled a little ahead and met up with our other friend who was taking the second half of the relay. I had planned on sticking with her during her part also. Little did I know….my body had other plans for me.
I was still feeling pretty good and until about mile 8 and then I felt it….my knee started to hurt a little and was doing this popping thing. I stopped and tried stretching out and kept doing that for at least a mile before my knee just went completely. At this point, I could not run at all. I could not even bend it without it feeling severe pain. I continued on though because I was bound and determined to finish this race. And by continue on…I mean…I walked two miles up a hill (the ONLY hill pretty much on this race) with one leg that would not bend at all. The weather also decided to turn chilly and the wind came out in full force and then the sun said good-bye to us and hid behind a sky full of clouds. I’m sure I made a silly sight to watch with my gimpy walk and shivering body 🙂
At mile 12, my knee had rested enough that I could do a slow hobble run which I was able to keep up until I crossed that beautiful finish line. I was greeted by my two pals who had done the relay and there were congratulations and hugs to go around. I grabbed my awesome medal (see below), a bottled water and I headed straight for the medical tent where I had an amazing angel of a girl stretch my hips out and my legs. She also handed me the equivalent of gold to a runner…a baggie of ice!!! JACKPOT!!
After getting special love and care at the medical tent, I made my way over to the sea of goodies to eat and stocked up on some cinnamon bread, a banana and some amazing Lays
plain potato chips (are they not the BEST after a run?!). We milled around for just a short time and then it was just so chilly and windy that we decided to head home. I also passed a guy who seemed to be suffering the same fate as I…okay…maybe a little worse since he was curled up in fetal position on the sidewalk. Since I was heading home, I passed on my bag of gold (a.k.a. bag of ice) to this poor chap who was GREATLY appreciative! I was glad to help 🙂
Here I am in all my glory!! I’m super proud of myself for following through with the training and finishing this race! I can now proudly say that I’m part of the half-marathon club.
For now though, I’m staying off the knee as much as possible and have become best friend with my ice packs.
Here is my final time….like I said…I was hoping for better but I will take what I got!
Proud either way!