Last night, Alison & I were hanging out in the kitchen chatting about the fun weekend, and after a moment of comfortable silence, Alison said,
'I want to do something big'.
I asked her to elaborate, and she said , 'I don't want to run a marathon or anything like that, but I do want to do something "big".
I couldn't have been any more proud at that moment. Of all of the things I've been through in the last year, the miles I've covered, MY long and slow miles, the ups and downs, personal sacrifices - to hear my oldest daughter recognize the meaning of what I accomplished yesterday, and want to emmulate that somehow, has to be one of the proudest moments I've had as a mother! YES! I AM doing it right!
I guess I ran my race right yesterday too, and it had to be one of the greatest days I've ever had. Before I get on with the play by play, Id like to note that all day yesterday we were broadcasting the WRONG finish time, so it was a pleasant little surprise for me when I logged on to Active.com last night and saw that my time was one minute faster than I thought!
Official chip time: 2:44:05 (NOT 2:45:04 - dyslexic much?)
Overall place: 3706 / 9524
Gender: 1991 / 4976
Division: 207 / 575
Pace 12:35
10K Split 1:12:33 (**when Mike received this update on his cell, it predicted my finish to be 2:32 - that would have been SWEET, but not to be this time ha ha....)
I couldn't be more pleased with these results - for a first half marathon!? For only running for 10 months? I am certain that had it not been for a couple of little moments during the race, I would have pulled out about a 2:35. I met my goal for this race though, and I had already made a comittment to myself that 'things happen' and I would accept whatever 'happened' as just part of the race on THIS day.
I got up at 4am, had my pre-race breakfast: english muffin with peanut butter, and a yogurt. Two cups of coffee, and some water. I made Shosh a bagel sandwhich with one egg and one slice of full fat cheese and took it to her hotel when I picked her up.
It was a typical cold and gusty Cleveland morning when Shosh and I arrived downtown at 5:30am. I think we were the first people there! We walked around a bit, and then shivering - decided to head back to the car for another half hour and stay warm.
At 6:15 we went to check our bags, and then ducked into a hotel lobby to use the restrooms and do some stretching with about 500 other racers. Then we headed over to the start area and got in between some buildings out of the wind. It was COLD. And we had already checked our jackets. I was getting antsy, I just wanted to start running.
We lined up near the 4:30 marathon group, sang the National Anthem ( I felt like a real athlete at this moment) and crawled our way over 4 minutes to cross the start line. I must've tripped over the guy in front of me three times on the way to the start, as well as giving him a 'flat tire'. *gulp* Can you say Rookie Racer? He was a good sport about it of course, but I felt like a doof ha ha. I just wanted to GO!
Miles 1-3 Warm up miles that flew by. I told Shosh that my strategy for the race would be to run 5 minutes, walk 1 minute, at least for the first half of the race. She normally walks whenever she feels like it, but when I do that, I walk more than I need to. It's better to have a structured plan. So we agreed on my strategy. It paid off well! We went out a little faster than I wanted, averaging about an 11:00-11:30 mile, but it was ok, because we had the 1 minute walk breaks. (walking was about a 15:00 pace)
The first big hill was in mile 3-4, over the Lorain Carnegie bridge. We walked that - serious walking though, pumping the arms good and passing people still while walking. It was too early to waste energy on a hill.
Miles 4 - 6 I was settled in my zone. Shosh & I were both dissappointed that there was virtually NO music on the course! Hello...this is the ROCK AND ROLL MARATHON. WTF? No music? I did not bring my walkman because I thought there was supposed to be music playing throughout the course. Nope! There was a marching band, a steel drum band, and one car stereo for us - but that was it. I REALLY needed the tunes, I run so much better with music. But I made do. Right before mile 5 I had some Powerade at the aid station, and immediately felt like I needed to use the restroom. I drank Powerade all through training, and never had any stomach issues, so this caught me by surprise. I was also very careful with my diet in general the whole week prior to the race. So I was not liking the stomach surprise at all.
Miles 7 - 9 I was still feeling great, but the stomach thing was starting to nag away at me. I was surprised by how fast the time was going, and the legs were feeling GREAT. Around mile 9, my breathing started getting a little out of whack. It hurt to inhale - the wind was so strong and the air was cold in my lungs. I was coughing a bit. I started to get a little frustrated because my legs were feeling so strong, but the stomach and lungs were starting to bother me. I finally had to stop at a porta-poddy and experienced some frustration that SPECTATORS were making runners wait in line. I mean seriously people? I wasted about 4 minutes at that stop. I decided to stick to water only for the rest of the race. First potty stop yielded no relief unfortunately, so it really was wasted time.
Shosh had her Garmin (305) and I had mine, and our pace readings were off by about 30 seconds to one minute at times. Shosh would say, we have to ease up, we're at 10:20, and I'd be like, no we're at 11:30! At the end of the race, my Garmin said we only coverd 12.38 miles, so I'm glad we relied on her watch through the race. I hate my Garmin. I used it only to time our walk intervals.
By the way, the walk intervals were the best thing we could have done. I am convinced this is why my legs felt so strong the entire race, and why they feel so good today. Galloway has a good thing going with the whole run/walk method. I feel better today than I did after my 10 miler.
Ok, moving on to miles 10-12. Right before we got on to the Shoreway (a highway that goes along the lake shore), I veered off to Edgewater Park to the public restroom. I HAD to get some relief or I wasn't going to make it. (sorry TMI but it is what it is) This was about 5 minutes wasted, but not really, because I was better after this and was able to tolerate a Hammer Gel by this point and not be concerned about anything since we were so close to the end.
However, miles 11 - 12 were the toughest for me, as I expected it would be. After my 5 minute stop it was SO hard to get going again, and my legs felt like lead. My lungs were literally burning as we were right on the lakeshore now and the wind was brutal. I got a side stich, which NEVER happens. In addition to the wind, we were on a highway, there were no spectators, no music, the sun was beating down and it was WAY more hilly than I expected. These two guys running along with us were groaning around every bend, 'ANOTHER HILL?'. Me being the optimist said, 'ok guys, this is it, it's all downhill from here'. I really thought it was - it was time to go down into downtown and finish this thing. NOPE. One more upward climb! NOW my quads were burning. Even power walking the hills was hard. Many people in our section of the pack were walking now. I don't know how people can say this was a 'flat course'. I guess everyone has a different definiton of 'hills' while running.
Finally at Mile 12 we were back downtown, and by this point, I was BEAT. That highway run kicked my butt. NOW my legs were tired ha ha. Damn hills. My family was there at the bottom of the hill cheering us on, and it was a nice little boost for me - I was almost done! I was going to do this! I barely remember the rest of it to tell you the truth. This part was all mental for me. Shosh said I was smiling the whole time. I didn't feel like it!
When we rounded the corner for the finish line stretch and I saw kazillions of people, and heard the emcee announcing 'HERE COMES CYNDI FROM FAIRVIEW PARK AND SHOSHANA FROM NEW YORK CITY!!!!, I was like holy CRAP...now it's just Shosh and I running for the finish, no one else was around at the moment, and all these people are screaming at us. It was surreal. Shosh saw the clock and said, CYN come ON, You are going to get your GOAL if you KICK IT NOW! Come ON Come ON Come ON!!!! It was literally an out of body experience - I thought to myself, even after all the BS with the bathroom stops, I am STILL going to meet my 'sweet' goal of 2:45. It was all I needed to kick it in. Then I heard the emcee announce the guy in the marathon lane coming in for the finish and I thought, Holy CRAP - that guy just ran twice as far as I did in the same amount of time! I felt like I should clap for HIM!
But I managed to focus and sprint to the finish, and as soon as I crossed the line, I got my medal and saw my family on the sidelines clapping and cheering. Chris was over the moon excited and it was really a fun, fun moment. Mike was hugging me and kept saying 'you did it, you did it, you did it' and my girls were smiling and excited. They had all gone to my first 5K, but the atmosphere for this race was WAY different, and they were really in awe of the whole spectacle. Too fun!
Shosh was AWESOME. I am a 'silent' runner, and she kept chattering away the whole time. I tole her not to take it personally, but I needed to go 'inside' myself at one point. She did a lot of talking with the other runners about other races and such, and I just kept my focus. AT one point she offered to sing for me, lol. I said 'no thank you' and she found that very amusing. :-) She was a great running partner! We had such a great weekend together!
Other random fun stuff.....
Spectators were awesome. I high fived as many people as I could, especially the kids. I wanted them to know that their presence along the course really meant something. The same goes for the volunteers...they rock! I loved running with the 'back of the pack' folks...they were all just like me, a lot of first timers, or Team In Training members, or fun little ladies from Canada , two dudes just giving this race thing a go...it was all so cool! It's easy to be intimidated by the 'hard core' racers as you wander around the start area waiting to run, but settling in with your 'people' is what it's all about. All shapes and sizes, all with their own story to tell I'm sure. I loved every second of it!
I finished this race knowing I gave it everything I had. It feels good to set a goal and meet it. It feels good to know that I will become a better runner, that I am only just beginning really...and that I already AM a better runner just for having completed this race.!
I treated myself to a post-race massage today and it was awesome! I really was not as sore today as I thought I would be, and today other than the massage, I'm just stretching today and taking it easy with a day off work. And of course, planning my next big adventure! ;-)
I have some pics to share, some are on Facebook, Shosh has some to post too on Facebook, but blogger is being difficult today with the whole inserting picture thing, so I may have to put them up in a separate post.
Thanks again for all the encouragement and support! My blog has been a big part of my journey to this first Half Marathon, because I have learned so much from all of you! I look forward to sharing more!