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| Almost in tears, awed by the fact that I ran 115.6miles (2nd USATF woman) the week prior and THEN ran NYC Marathon in 3:45
I kind of hate marathons. There's always the pressure to run really fast, and I always feel like if I don't PR, I suck. And then NYC marathon is crazy expensive and a big hassle.
But it's the best marathon ever. I've run Boston 3x and it doesn't even hold a candle to NYC.
I knew, a week after running 115.6 miles in 24 Hours at The Hard Way, I would be unlikely to PR. But hey, a girl can dream?
Regardless, I decided the best way to run this marathon would be to have fun! I wore my tutu, and got into the spirit of the marathon. I slapped high five, danced, sang along to the music en route, waved, and smiled at EVERYONE. It was a blast.
I went out at 7:30s, 7:40s, and slowed duh around mile 18. My body said, "Duh. You're an idiot. You ran 115.6 miles last week. You are a madwoman. And your legs are tired. We're slowing down."
But that was fun. More time to enjoy each moment.
The last mile, it hit me. THIS WAS HUGE. I was 2nd woman USATF the week before in the 24 hour National Championships and a week later, I was running the NYC Marathon. Tears gathered in my eyes and I sobbed aloud the last mile.
And then I was done. It was a beautifully fun day.
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| On the Verazanno Bridge! |
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| Hmmm, maybe this marathon a week after a 24 hour wasn't such a hot idea? |
1 comment:
You have every reason to be proud of yourself for your fall running. Good for you for taking the time to enjoy the race. You earned it.
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