|Appropriate signage for a trail marathon!|
Up and at 'em early! We arrived in GBO about 30 minutes before race start and it was cold! I tried to get out of the car to warm up, but jumped back in...brrrr! I had no idea what was ahead of me but I wasn't nervous at all...I was excited. The one thing that has changed in my racing over the last year is my confidence level. I really don't have nerves anymore leading up to races and this makes a whole lot easier on me. I remember asking my friend and fellow Ironman athlete Hannah about this before IMKY. I couldn't understand how I was so calm leading up to the big day. I don't feel anything except excitement now. She understood the feeling and had felt the same way before her last IM. I think that once we all achieve certain levels in racing, it becomes more familiar to us and we are more comfortable with it. I also think that being married to a pro has helped me with this. For the countless number of races that I have watched him prepare for and line up on that start line for....I've never ONCE seen a nervous moment out of Rich. His calm race preparation and calm race starts must have rubbed off on me and it makes such a huge difference. I used to go into races a barrel of nerves and my heart rate would be out of the roof before the gun went off...now it's a moment of pure calm and it's a feeling I love. So back to the race start...
I finally got out of the nice warm car and peeled off my jacket. BRRR! Gloves were staying on, that I knew!
|Up there with the big boys!|
Around mile 8 the legs got heavy. Lactic acid was already there. Not having done speed work in ages, I knew this would happen, but didn't realize that it would come on so soon. Also around mile 8 ,I began to question my sanity and thought I must have completely lost it to do something like this. The rest of the race goes a little something like this-------
Mile 9...how do I get off this trail? I want to go home! It's a nice day to lounge.
Mile 10...hmmm, not too bad 1:30 for a trail run at mile 10, I'll take that, slower than my norm, but that's to be expected here. Is that a creek that I have to cross? Let's play hopscotch across a creek in a marathon...fun stuff!
Mile 11-- Agh! Wait, did a cow just screech at me? The cow sounds really mad. Wonder if it's behind a fence? Wait, maybe the cow will chase me...as least it could make me run faster! Mooooooo!
Mile 12-- Where the heck is an aid station, I'm hungry and tired and I want a quick nap.
Mile 13--Ironman quite possibly is a much easier race than this. I am sure of it. I think I shall do more Ironman distance races in the future to cure me of craving things like this. Anyone know how to get off this trail? Is there anyone out there? Hellooooooooooo........
Mile 15---I tripped, caught myself and swore out loud! Not the nicest of words either, but the only thing around was dirt, so it really didn't matter anyway. You know that saying about a tree falling in the woods? Well, I changed it and declared it my own saying for the remainder of the race--If a runner falls in the woods and no one is around to hear....does it make a sound?? Ahaha...delirium had quite possibly set in at this point.
Mile 16---Hmm, what shall we do for dinner. I think I've earned the Olive Garden Never Ending Pasta Bowl for dinner, or Never Ending Pasta Bowl and Never Ending Cookies? Yes, that sounds about right. Wait, no, maybe brownies, cookies and ice cream! I'm hungry...I really hate gels.
Mile 17- No porta loo's what's a girl to do? Who's looking anyway? Get 'r' done girl.
Mile 18-Maybe if I move my legs just right, I could possibly walk faster than I am running at the moment? Is that another hill? What's that about 100000 hills already???
Mile 19-Really? I have 7 more miles to go? Taxi? Is there a taxi service out here anywhere?
Mile 20-I'm sleepy. I bet Rich is asleep in the car right now. I should have had a red bull for breakfast. Red Bull Red Bull Red Bull Red Bull!
Mile 21-You know, I really don't like the taste of Gels. I think I will create a new Gel that tastes like pizza. I want a piece of pizza right now. They should have pizza at the next aid station...
Mile22- They had pretzels at the aid station.
Mile 23- Did she just pass me? She totally just passed me...why did she have to make that pass look so easy? Ok, T.. pick up those 1000 pound legs girlfriend...let's go. Wait, what?? Do I really have to run up that? NOW??
Mile 25- Baby...this is what's it's all about. The last mile. You know it girl. This is it. The feeling off accomplishment...achievement...a feeling that keeps me coming back for more and more and more. A feeling that I can never get enough of. What pain? Did the last 25 miles really hurt that bad? Heck yes they did, but this last mile makes it all worth it so you forget it. At least until later. You start to float. Things get easier. You pick up the pace and then....
|Two Down! Gone are the days of pretty pedi's!|