Marathon Recap

I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to write the recap (~4 weeks)! I was so focused on marathon training (and by “so focused” I mean running 3x per week…so take that statement with a grain of salt) that once I was done, I just started ignoring my to do list.*

Let’s get back to the race recap.  My memory is spotty.  I think running a marathon is akin to childbirth.  Super painful, but you forget all that after, so you can do it again.


FRIDAY 9/15

My husband and I flew out to Seattle on Friday, Sept. 15th.  Early flight – 7AM – we get there on time, breeze through security (I somehow got TSA Pre-Check), board the plane… only to be kicked off due to some electrical failure and the flight was delayed 3 hours.  This especially sucked because I was meeting up with my grandparents in Seattle (they were driving up from Oregon) and I haven’t seen them in 12 years!  Fast forward, we make it there, meet up with the grandparents, see the famous fish market, eat dinner and go to bed early.  BTW I opted for chicken and waffles to get my protein and carb fix, with a glass of wine (because beer gives me a funny stomach if I wake up early to run the next day).


SATURDAY 9/16 AKA RACE DAY

Next morning, I get up around 5:30AM, get all my stuff, shove half a bagel with almond butter in my mouth, and we set out to get our ZipCar.  On the way, we stop for coffee at none other than Peet’s (when in Rome Seattle), and get to the race in Carnation, WA.

A note on the mothafuckin weather…  Forecast called for 77° and sunny, which is way too fucking hot to run a marathon.  I knew it would be colder in the morning and the course would be shaded, so that was something, but I was still dressed for 77° — tank top, knee-length Reebok shorts, short hair in a mini ponytail with a bandana headband (the only ones that will stay on my head and hold off sweat), and vast amounts of sunscreen.  When we get to the race, it is 45°.  FORTY FIVE DEGREES.  You could see your breath!  Thank god the swag bag had a long sleeve technical shirt or I would have been screwed.  Husband and I make a plan that he’ll be at mile 6 to take the long sleeve shirt, should I get too hot.

THE FIRST SIX MILES

I remember that running on packed gravel was way harder than I thought.  I remember that at 2 miles I was ready to ditch the long sleeve.  I also remember that I was running ~10-11 minute miles, which was way faster than I trained my long runs (~12-13 minute miles — my goal was to break 12).

MILE 6

I stopped to say hi to my grandparents (they headed back to Oregon after this) and my husband, and get rid of the sweat trapping monster that became of my brand new race shirt.

MILES 7 – 14

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Smooth sailing.  The course is beautiful, but deserted.  I described it as running through real-life fern gully. Trees way taller than I’ve ever seen in person.  Huge drop offs and bridges crossing streams.  Nary a person to be found.  I thought this was a really big race, but it turns out that while thousands of people do the 5K and the Half Marathon, less than 200 people do the marathon.

Nutella sandwiches were fucking clutch.  Highly recommended fuel.

THE SECOND HALF

Somewhere after 14 miles, I started slowing down.  I don’t know if I hit *THE* wall, or just a speed bump.  Mentally, I think I focus a lot on getting more than halfway done — i.e. I now have less to do than I’ve already done — this gives me hope.  BUT, when “less” = 12+ miles, it’s a little less hopeful.

At some point an ambulance went past to pick up another runner and kicked up A TON of dust and dirt.  Then, I knew it had to come back, but my headphones are reeeeaaaaally good at blocking out sound (shout out to the Skull Candy sports ear buds), so I took them out for a few miles to make sure I got out of the way of the ambulance.  Of course, right when I put them back in, it came by.

I hadn’t taken a bathroom break this whole time.  I didn’t really feel like I needed to, but there were port-o-potties at mile 20 and I was so afraid that I’d be hit with a bathroom emergency in the last hour that I took a preventative bathroom break.  Of course, in the process, I ripped off my bib and had to re-pin it.  Then as I was leaving that rest stop, there was a photo-op with the infamous Blerch and Big Foot, so I stopped for that.  I think that mile was my first one over 12 minutes.

The next thing I remember is mile 24.  I walk taking more and more walk breaks by this point, and this particular one…well, I thought I couldn’t start running again.  And that thought made me burst into tears.  Not just tears, hyperventilating sobbing.  For at least a full minute.  But then I saw that there was turn in the course ahead, and that turn was staffed with course volunteers ringing cowbells and singing and shit.  And goddammit, I wasn’t gonna let them see me cry.  So I pulled it together, started jogging past them until I was out of view, and promptly started walking again.  Hah.

THE FINISH LINE

I crossed the finish line at 4 hours and 51 minutes for an 11:07 minutes per mile pace.

THE AFTERMATH

I was sick to my stomach (nauseated, lightheaded) and my thighs didn’t work for about 3 days.  I think I didn’t get enough salt intake and it took a few days for everything to level out.  The thighs were due to the fact that I ran a whole minute/mile faster than I was prepared for.  Side note, if you run a marathon that you have to travel to, make sure your hotel has an elevator!

I don’t think I will ever run a marathon again.  My body felt like shit for the past 2 months and I gained 15 lbs.  I only want to run as far as my body lets me before medical intervention is necessary.  For real.  I was getting Graston treatment twice a week.  It was terrible.  Now, I’m focused on getting a little faster for a 6.66 mile run on Halloween (the “Devil’s Chase”).

That’s a wrap!

*Yes, this blog has become a “To Do List.” It started out as a writing exercise, evolved into a make-up and lifestyle log, and is now just my exercise tracker. With that, I’m going to do another post about how I’m going offline and back to paper. I don’t want something I do in my limited spare time to be a chore — I want to spend my time fully present in my life, doing things that bring me joy.  Just sitting for half an hour to write this feels like a luxury of time that I don’t have.

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Injuries Suck

I’ve written about tendinitis before. It fucking blows. I think it was about 2 years ago when I went to an orthopedist because I had distinct, acute pain in my ankle and shins that turned out to be cured by 2 months off from running and work with a physical therapist.

Then it was about a year and a half ago when I went back to the same orthopedist because I had pain on the bottom of my foot. That time I had actually torn a ligament, but the pain was caused by the tendinitis flare up caused by the torn ligament. Another few months of PT and all better! Right?

Wrong. Months of PT with an ongoing mandate – If you want to continuing running, you will always need to do PT.

Well, guess what I’ve been pretty shit at doing lately? PT. And guess where I was last night? On the couch eating ice cream instead of being at boot camp because it hurts to take every. single. step.

It’s the same tendinitis pain from when I sprained my ankle (I’m assuming without the torn ligament, and just because of the 10 mile run). This is going to require PT every day and rest, for at least a few weeks. All that with a half marathon in 7 weeks. And I can’t blame anybody, but myself. I was doing PT maybe once a week. Fuck me.

Sunday Runday 8/14

SUMMARY

Honestly, this whole week was sort of a ‘fuck it’ week.  My favorite two people at work are leaving, so not only was I eating my feelings, but I also had fancy going away parties to do it.  Wednesday night we had a lovely date night at the Boston Children’s Museum adults-only night.  That involved adult beverages and fast food. Thursday was my 5K race, which sounds healthy, but 2 free beers + cheesy bar food = fuck it.  And then Friday through Sunday was my bachelorette weekend.  I didn’t log calories for Friday through Monday.  Yeah, my bachelorette needed a 2 day recovery.

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  • Run 2x per week X
    • Total Mileage = 3.1 miles
  • Yoga X
  • Workout 
  • PT 
  • Avg 1350 calories/day X

WORKOUTS

  • Monday 8/8 – PT 
  • Tuesday 8/9 – Standing Abs (3 sets) + Back Workout + Foam Roll – I was supposed to run today, but my toe is still bugging me from stubbing it 2 weeks ago and I want to be in the best shape for that race on Thursday.
  • Thursday 8/11 – 5K @ 9:29 pace – Goddamn it was hot.  With the heat index, felt like over 100.  There are 2 more races left in this series, both in September, so hopefully they are cooler and have some PR potential.

GOALS

Back to the grind…

  • Run 3x
  • PT 2x
  • Workout 3x
  • Yoga 2x
  • Average 1350 calories/day

 

Sunday Runday 8/7

SUMMARY

  • Run 3x per week 
    • Total Mileage = 13.8 miles
  • Yoga 2x X
  • Workout 2x X
  • PT 2x X
  • Avg 1350 calories/day X …. ah but so close!  1373 average calories!

WORKOUTS

  • Monday 8/1 – PT – Yup, that’s it, but it was long overdue.
  • Tuesday 8/2 – 4.3 miles @ 10:08 pace – WITH negative splits!!  Seriously though, how do I run my race pace when I’m not racing??  I really don’t know how.
  • Wednesday 8/3 – Boot Camp + 1.4 miles @ 9:57 pace – I realized I’ve copped out of boot camp for the past few weeks.  I have legitimately been busy, but it is only a half hour, so I signed up for a 5:30AM one.  I also ran to it…which I will never do again.  I was sweating buckets 10 minutes before anyone else even started glistening.
  • Thursday 8/4 – Recovery Yoga – It felt good to stretch for a full 20 minutes.
  • Friday 8/5 – Pre-Wedding Workout – Nowhere on this does it say if I’m supposed to repeat circuits.  The pivot lunge hurt my knee, so I stopped doing that fairly quickly, but I could definitely repeat Circuit 2 and could push myself to repeat Circuit 3.
  • Saturday 8/6 – 8 miles @ 11:32 pace – I died around mile 6 and walked a lot from there, but the first 6 miles were great!

And another end of the week death.  I was supposed to do PT, Yoga and a workout on Sunday.  What did I do?  Nothing.  This upcoming week is my bachelorette party, so…. everything is reduced.

GOALS

  • Run 2x
  • PT 2x
  • Workout 1x
  • Yoga 1x
  • Average 1350 calories/day