Monday, May 10, 2010
I went into this no real expectations, no time goal, and probably undertrained (longest run prior 8 miles). So 13.1 could I do it, yes I could and in less than perfect conditions. 20-30 mph winds colder than cold (46 degrees I think) at start of race. So there stood my sister and me at the start line way back in corral Y with all the walkers (my sister had no idea what she would be running when she signed up). After 30 minutes we finally got started with the race our first mile was moving trying to get around all the walkers. Alas at mile 3 my sister had illiotibial band pain from H-E-double hockey sticks and I give her all the credit in the world she toughed it out for 10.1 miles. I felt great throughout the whole race (she and I) wishing that her leg was not in pain, we never gave up and we never quit but it should have been better it should have been great but it was just 2 girls running a14:48 pace and finishing at 3:13:38, we were pleased to finish but I know how much we both wanted to run 12 minute miles but injury fought us. She apologized for slowing me down but I told her I came to run with her not make a time goal and it is so true, I had the most fun a person could have torturing themselves for 13.1 miles, I smiled, laughed and talked through the whole thing, and somewhere there is a nice lady who told me I was helping her get through it while encouraging my sister. She thought I had done one before but alas I had not. At 8 miles I was like I have been here, at 9 miles I was like I am still feeling good, at 10 miles still feeling it, at 11 miles and beyond my feet began to feel like they were made of glass and breakable, but at the end I could have continued on so Chicago bring it on and I will bring it to you! The wind sucked, but the bands played on, and to be honest I really had the most fun ever and I can't wait until my next one.