On Friday night Brandon was supposed to be off work between 4-5 so we could hit the road to KC. At 9 he finally gets home....Gotta love the restaurant industry. At this point I was exhausted, had a major headache and a tad pissed. I was honestly just debating on getting up at 5am and driving to KC. I decided however to just head out and get some good sleep in KC. We leave JC around 10 get there around midnight. Luckily I was able to sleep in the car.
We got to Brandon's folks house and headed straight to bed. I set my alarm for 6:30 so we could leave for the race. I actually hit snooze until 7:30. I was so tired. I woke up with the headache I went to bed with, and I felt queasy. I chocked it up to nerves, and knew that once I started running my headache would go away. My mother-in-law had picked up my race packet for me so I didn't have to do it that morning. I got dressed and went to put my Garmin on and noticed it was off. I pressed a button and it said low battery and started flashing. Strange, I charged it all day on Friday. I was peeved, how am I going to run a race without my Garmin?!?!? I walked downstairs and told my mother-in-law I wasn't going to run. Everything was pointing in the wrong direction.
|Beautiful fall day|
|The start of the race|
|Bryan and I|
At mile 8 I saw Brandon, his mom and Miles. I blew Miles a kiss took some water, Gatorade, and a banana and started walking. My heart was racing and it felt like I was having a heart attack. I would run and it would pound out of my chest. With 4 miles left a guy who was running I think his name was Dave he had twisted his ankle running on Wednesday. He asked if the marathoners had started coming back as the marathon course is an out and back twice. Right after he asked the leader came running by. We ran/walked together for a mile or so. He said we had 3 miles left and I asked how long we had been running he said it had been an hour and 47 minutes. My heart sank a little, even though I didn't have any time goals my goal to PR on the course wasn't gonna happen. He started walking and I kept running. We wished each other good luck and kept going.
With a mile left a marathon maniac was running past me and told me it was only mile. I could do it. By this point my knee is killing me, my feet are killing me, my body is sore, and I still felt like puking. We ran for a little bit together and I started walking. I caught up to a lady and we talked about the hills and the weather. I started running knowing that this was it. I saw the finish line and got a huge smile on my face. I didn't even notice the time. I WAS DONE!! I finished got my medal and a sticker and went and laid down on the grass.
Next week I run a 5k Turkey Trot! Then on the 25th a 5k in KC with Brandon. Then on December 16th another 5k then my racing for the year is done!! I will have surpassed my goal of a race a month. By the end of this year I will have run 16 races.