my first half marathon!
my awesome friend christy and i had thrown around the idea of doing the rock and roll half in vegas that was in december last year, but with moving and everything it just wasn’t in the cards. we bit the bullet and ended up signing up for the san diego half marathon that was march 10th. i wish i could say i was prepared. i was doing well with my training plan when i got injured and couldn’t run for weeks. the most i’d run was a bit over 8 miles, and that was a month? before the half marathon, which is 13.1 miles. to say i was a little terrified is putting it mildly. many, many times i tried to think of excuses not to do it.
we ended up using the race as a mini girls’ weekend away. and by mini, i mean it … i was in CA under 36 hours! next time i will stay an extra day! i’m always a little uneasy flying without my kiddos. i’ve only done it twice. this time was much easier than the last, but i still have to close my eyes and breathe a bit at take-off, then i’m good to go. :) and who can beat the views. snow! i could cry, it’s gorgeous.
i had to leave my house at 4:30 am to drive down to seattle, drop off john’s car, and get to my flight on time (which worked out perfectly, when i got to the gate as they were boarding!). since i got in to san diego so much earlier than christy (who was driving in from vegas), a friend picked me picked me up and we met another friend and had a long (but way too short) lunch at true food kitchen, (YUM!). i will say, for all the negatives, one good thing about this military life is having friends all over the US. and how cute is siobhan’s sweet little girl. oh, my aching ovaries!
once christy got in, we checked in to our hotel, the lovely navy lodge on coranado (same place we stayed in december), and headed downtown to pick up our race packets. i FINALLY got to see the Unconditional Surrender statue i’ve had a big alfred eisenstaedt print of in my house for the past 10 years! :)
the rest of the day was spent munching and planning out the next day.
and then sunday morning came. there she is – the gaslamp! early o’clock (7am)!
we stood in line at a hotel bathroom for what seemed like forever. when we came out it was light and we finally made our way down to our corral. it’s was really happening!
pre-race! in our spots, getting set up for two+ hours of running!
we started way in the back, it’s interesting how they start everyone in “waves.” it makes sense, i’d always kind of pictured a gun going off, and 5,000 people making a run for it, lol! …and this is why *i* don’t organize events! ha!
i’ve been having a lot of shin issues (what put me out of running for weeks earlier this year AND last), so i made sure to tape up. i’m not sure if it helped or not. it didn’t hurt at all while i was running. but the next morning i couldn’t walk, i even had to crawl out of bed. literally.
and we’re off! we ran together, and it was so nice the first few miles, it just flew by. it was so fun running with other people, and with all the people standing on the sides cheering. some of my favorites were the old couple holding signs that said “you’ve done harder things than this” and “that’s what she said!” ha. then there was the marching band that was really fun to run through. kind of made me feel like i was doing something actually important!
then it hit me around mile 10. i didn’t eat before the race, and i’d already burned more than my daily allotment of calories. i started going numb and getting blurry vision – and that whompwhompwhomp sounds in my ears. i had to do some walking to keep from passing out. as soon as the feeling would go back out, i’d run again until the tingling came back. my sugar levels were nill, i’m sure of it. what a dumb way to go out! thankfully, since we’d made good time in the beginning, it didn’t set us back too much. i was hoping for a 2:15 time, and ended up with 2:24. next time i will EAT!
and despite my own horrible rookie mistake, we made it! i don’t think i’ve ever eaten a banana (and bagel) so fast. i just stuffed them in my face so i wouldn’t pass out. if i didn’t feel so horrible at the end, i would’ve cried it was such an awesome experience, and with such great company it was one of the most fun things i’ve ever done! and now two weeks later, i can truthfully say, i want to do it again! i’ve been bitten by the bug! what a fun way to celebrate my first year of running! hopefully keeping up with the physical therapy i’ve been going to, i won’t have as many aches and pains, and can really enjoy running again!
and of course what trip to california isn’t complete without a complete pig out! worth every calorie. especially the chick fil-a. :D