Aurora Half Marathon: She was a tough one!
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Next up was Aurora. A true testament to Laurie and I branching out on our own. No driver this time! Just two (possibly crazy) Runner Girls, a car, and a ton of Christmas CDs. We found our way pretty easily. We went to packet pick up, got our shirts (PINK!) and went back to the hotel. This hotel had a fridge AND a microwave so we brought all of our food with us. MAJOR bonus points for the microwave cuz I could make my standard Pre-race breakfast of oatmeal with bananas and walnuts. The coffee maker was used solely for coffee this time! On the way back to the hotel, we stopped at a White Castle. Neither one of us had ever been to one before so we thought we’d see what all the fuss was about. My take: Eh. I see the potential as a drunk meal, but its appeal, for me, ends there. Though my past college self could see me eating a few after a night out at the bars…. Anyway, we stopped at a Dollar Store so I could get a tossable pair of gloves and a stocking hat. I didn’t end up tossing them at all, and they actually tuned out to be $2 VERY well spent. The next morning was cold and WINDY!! The first half of the run was fine. The wind was to our backs. The second half was sheer torture as we run almost 7 miles INTO the wind. At the starting line, we met up with a couple fellow Half Fanatics, Bob and Nicole. The run was along Fox River and it was very pretty and had it not been windy it would have been a wonderful run. The scenery was gorgeous. Fall colors along a paved path next to a river… yeah, it would be one I would run again. I would like to do it on a day when I could enjoy it. Unfortunately, I was fighting hard on this one. I felt like every time I got my steam backup and was feeling strong along came another of the 30mph gusts and I was knocked back again. Laurie was struggling too. Misery loves company, but when you are both faltering you can help each other along. She encouraged me to keep going, and in that last stretch all I could say was “Ok, let’s finish this b**ch.” And we did. There can be something learned from every race. This one was no different. I know that no matter how badly I may hurt, no matter what my body says, if my brain says finish, I will finish. I think that this explains it best:
Ok On to the pictures!
And this is what my Boys were doing while I was gone. This is Matthew idea of relaxing:
Helping my Dad finish up the harvest and starting the plowing: