Sunday I became a Marathon Finisher! Here's the race report.
There was no corral for me since I had never done a full marathon before. It was really crowded and we made the dumb mistake of just hanging in the back. Once the race started it took us about 15 minutes to cross the start line and because we were so far back we were literally with some of the walkers and spent a ridiculous amount of time dodging and weaving...bad idea.
I manage to get separated from my brother-in-law almost instantly, probably within the first 1/2 mile. We had planned to run at least some of it together...I was kind of bummed, but was also kind of relieved since I always run solo and really wanted to just stay focused. So off I went. I had an extremely hard time meeting my goal pace in the first 4 miles, I was just running too fast, a mistake I commonly make...it was very difficult to hold myself back...this would probably hurt me later. At this point I popped in the headphones, I know I know, and blasted the music...I just needed it.
The first 5 miles went very quickly and I was very distracted trying to decide when to lose my jacket and if I wanted to stop at the porta potties. I usually always need to pee within the first 3 miles and sure enough I needed to pee, but the lines were stupid and I didn't need to pee that bad...so I decided to wait it out (I never did stop to pee).
Miles 5-13 were a little rough and I started to panic a little. My PF started acting up and I was feeling kinda tired. I think there were also some good hills around this point. But it is very odd for me to feel tired and anything but awesome at that point of a run...so I was very very concerned. I was also feeling concerned about my pace. I had a dream finish in my head and it was looking like that was not happening...so there was some disappointment setting in. Fortunately that was short lived and I remember what I was there for, just to FINISH! So around my 11 I started paying attention to the other runners, the crowds and sites and by mile 13 something changed.
At mile 13 my pace picked up a bit and I felt AMAZING! I think I also had a GU Roctane around this point and there was a nice decent. I had already had 2 regular GUs before, but I was also noticing that my legs were hurting quite a bit more than normal...but each time I took a GU it helped...I think I averaged a GU around every 45-60 mins...but I think I actually needed them closer to 30-45 mins...which doesn't make me happy because GU starts to sit in my stomach kind of heavy after about 4 of them so this will be something that needs a lot experimentation.
By mile 18 I was still feel pretty good, but my legs were hurting pretty bad. I started to walk through some of the water stations and starting running again was brutal!
The wall started approach around mile 19, but didn't fully hit until about 21.5 and then the throughts started creeping in. Why am I doing this? This f-ing sucks! I still have like 5 miles to go! This blows! What are you thinking, you want to do San Diego in 11 weeks! I had lots of thoughts of walking the rest of the way in, but I knew it was just a mental game and physically I could do it and I had made it too far to quit. I was also looking at where I was pace wise and even though I had slowed down my last goal of beating 4:45 was still in reach.
Once I hit mile 23 the pain was still bad, but the emotion that I only had 3.2 miles to go and the assistance of some oranges, bananas and a cliff shot made the pain subside a little and I was able to pick up the pace again.
Suprisingly tears did not come until mile 24 and the last 2.2 miles flew by with some pretty crazy winds from the west and I powered it home with a decent sprint for the last 1/2 mile. I hit the finish line and the water works started - 4:40:53, I did it!
Because of the maddness of the crowds, no one was there to meet me, but it didn't matter, I had FINISHED I was a marathoner and I reached one of my three goal times, the least favorite, but WHATEVER! I was on cloud 9! My legs felt like jello and hurt like ****, but it didn't matter (I'm kinda thinking in addition to more GUs I could have used more miles during training).
This entire experience, the training, the race and the friends I met along the way has been life changing...it sounds dumb, but I am a different runner now and more in love with running than ever.
I feel like I ran the best race I could. I may have made a few mistakes in the begining, there's room for improvement, but I know I gave my best performance.
After the race I felt great other than my legs. I had a ton of energy and was just elated. It was amazing! All the pain is evenly distributed, so I don't think I aggravated any injuries or created any new ones. May lose a few tonails, but nothing new there.
So if you made it to the end of this novel, Thank you! And if you're wondering what's next for me...stay tuned I need a few days for my legs to stop hurting...but I think an upgrade to San Diego in on the horizon and a goal of a sub 4:30!


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I loved reading your race report - thank you for sharing it with all of us!