So, I did it. I ran 26.2 miles. I didn't exactly get the time I wanted, but considering the conditions I'm learning to be content with the results. I heard the White Rock Marathon had a reputation for brutally cold weather, but this year brought ridiculously warm weather and 30-40 mph winds. And let me tell you, after 15 miles of running, 30 mph might as well be 100 mph.
I am definitely an ipod runner, without question. Never did I ever go on a run without it. I know some of you expert runners out there get pretty bent out of shape over this topic, but I have never and will never claim to be mentally tough enough to run those kinds of distances without serious distractions. That just seems painful to me. My ipod is my best friend. BUT, I must admit, I think I only listened to it maybe an hour or so on the entire run. You're trying so hard to keep track of your mile pace, when you last took in calories, how you're doing hydration wise, and, honestly, simply trying to convince your body to keep going that I could hardly enjoy even one glorious note.
One song that I did listen to over and over was Robbie Seay's Song of Hope. Here's the chorus:
"I will sing a song of hope
Sing along
God of heaven come down
Heaven come down
Just to know that You are near is enough
God of heaven come down, heaven come down"
You have no idea how much I was screaming out in my head, "Lord, that Heaven would come down right now!" By mile 20 my body was definitely screaming, "Why in the world aren't you stopping!!" I'm forever grateful for my two friends that came along side of me the last few 6 miles to finish. Adrianne, a good family friend, and one of my high school bible study girls, Kathryn, came in the last 6 miles or so to help get me to that finish line. I definitely recommend this to anyone about to run a marathon. It is such a HUGE blessing! Thanks girls!!!
And now for some more thank you's... Billy, how much I miss you!! You were the reason this whole thing started. You equipped me with everything I would need to accomplish the race. Thanks for the prayers, support, and encouragement...you're the best!! Thanks to Chris who gave me all my nutritional information. And for kicking my butt when I wasn't eating what I was suppose to. Thanks to Kim, Mike, and Alex for cheering me on. It was so nice having familiar faces along the way. And a great, big, giant thank you to my mom and Joe. Knowing I would be unable to walk after, they drove me there bright and early. They met me every 6 miles or so with goos and other much needed goodies. And most importantly, were waiting at the finish line screaming my name. And thanks to all of you who encouraged and prayed along the way. It was great having so much wonderful support!!
People kept telling me before the race marathons are addicting, but I'm pretty sure no addiction was started. BUT who knows...you might see me signing up for marathon #2 here pretty soon...
