The Bad
So, this race was not a PR, it wasn't even close. I was doing well, and I was on track for a PR for the first half, then I fell apart. This race was also on one of the highest mileage weeks I had eve had, so that didn't help the situation either. I let my mind take over and all of a sudden, I was feeling every pain and discomfort in my body but amplified. Don't forget, I am the mayor of Crazy Town, and CRAZY is how I roll. I made hills into mountains, and let all of this get the best of me. All I could think about was the marathon, and it wasn't pretty. Plus, I felt like I was letting Danielle down during her first half. Oh, did I forget to mention that I didn't charge my camera and I forgot to put an sd card in it. That might make me the worst professional photographer ever... not winning.
The Ugly
The ugly in this race was kept to a minimum. The worst of it was having an upset stomach, but it wasn't the worst I've ever had. I don't think I was paying attention to what I was drinking with the gels which more than likely caused the problem.
The Good
The miles really seemed to fly by, especially the first 9. When I wasn't letting the crazy take control, I was actually having a pretty darn good time. We were joking, chatting and being silly. Danielle and I made a new friend with a pretty darn awesome chick who was running her 2nd half. We dubbed ourselves the Booty Brigade and were silly and stupid. This race reminded me that running doesn't always suck. I sort of get irritated by the fast people who were going the opposite way who were saying things like "looking great", "you're doing so well", and my personal un-fave "you're almost there" (I always want to say "look skinny fast b*tch, you and I both know my fat ass is not almost there"). So, I decided to turn it around and start yelling things at the fast people like and a few of them seemed amused because I got in touch with my inner Drill Sergeant when I was yelling at them. By far, the best part was crossing the line with Danielle and Melissa, it was just an awesome moment.
The Pics
Danielle and I before the start |
Four miles in! (thank heaven for the phone) |
Waddling along |
Half marathon #2 is DONE |
The best part was the celebratory cupcake. |
10 comments:
awe...congrats!!!!
at least you know what you did and can move on!
Well done! You finished and that's all that matters. I like that medal...and the cupcake! Have a good weekend!
Lol @ yelling at the fasties!!! Congrats on finishing what sounds like a hard race!
Congrats on finishing your 2nd Half! Its like you're a pro now. And I have to learn to make things more fun like you do when you race. When those people are telling me "You're almost there." and "Looking great" I usually just turn into a big blubbery mess. Partly because I know I don't look great and I'm not almost there. And partly because at least they are *trying* to be nice.
You may be the Mayor of Crazy Town. But I'm the Mayor of Weepy Town. Your town seems like a LOT more fun to run a half marathon through!
AWESOME JOB :) Pics are great and another accomplishment!!
Okay, so yeah, maybe you visited Crazy Town for a little teeny bit ... but you had fun and were silly! That's the stuff that always stays with me when I remember races. Laughter, fun, smiles, friends!
Congratulations!!
Aw, I'm sorry it was a rough one for you but congratulations on finishing! And that cupcake looks so yummy next to that bling!
Really? You don't like the cheers of encouragement. I'm an offender... I constantly cheer on people moving the other direction. Oh dear.
Lesley- It irks me sometimes, it just depends. Sometimes, I think people mean to sound encouraging but it comes off a little more condescendingly. Maybe it's part sour grapes from being on the back end of things.
Lucy - I'm with you on this one. I'm always feeling in the back and sometimes I just want to tell the people to shut up. I know I don't look good. Obviously I'm struggling. Don't tell me I'm doing awesome when I KNOW I'm not.
Don't even get me started on the Disneyland Half ... this woman said, "Looking good walkers!" WHAT??? So I might be walking right NOW, but I am a RUNNER! That pissed me off and I ended up grabbing the girls and we took off running.
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