I will do a full recap later since I have a lot to say about the race but...
AKA the marathon I did not taper for and ran with a 100 degree fever - FTW!
Leading up to the marathon, it was training business as usual as this was going to be a "training run" (running Palm Beaches in December).
The week of the marathon training went a little something like this:
Monday: 75 mins XT + Lift
Tuesday: 5 miles
Wednesday: 7 miles 5 @ tempo (aka the day I started feeling sick)
Thursday: 5 miles easy
Friday: REST glorious rest
Saturday: Dash to the Finish 5K
Total miles: 46.3
I was exhausted on Friday after work. I had planned to go home early but that never really pans out.
Saturday morning was quite the struggle to get out of bed. Thankfully I had picked up Jen's bib and HAD to go run the race. But really had no desire to do so (but super thrilled to see Jen!).
In true 5K fashion I thought I was going out slow but wound up going out with a bit of a bang and then spent the rest of the time reeling myself in for an easy 27:57 finish. (side note kind of want to race a short race some time soon...)
I actually wound up running into Jen at the finish as well and after chatting for a little bit went on our ways. And then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I felt AWFUL. Dizzy and like I was going to throw up. I couldn't get home fast enough.
I proceeded to get home shower, eat something and put myself to bed for the remainder of the day praying that I would feel better in 24 hours.
Spoiler alert, I woke up Sunday morning with a 100 degree fever and feeling like hell. Thankfully the excitement of the day helped get me up and at it.
I knew that it was going to be a tough one but it is really hard to not get pulled in to the magnitude of what was about to happen. I was running the New York City Marathon. Just awesome.
The good news, I did it! 4:29:36.
Not my best, not my worst, but surely my favorite.
Damn proud considering oh I was sick and had not tapered. And my last LONG LONG run over 16 was 9/22.
There was a lot of joy, a lot of struggle and a lot of emotion.
I am going to leave you with splits just for fun and fully recap later.
AND FYI - had NO clue what I was running until the half, I decided to just say f it to monitoring the Garmin and RUN. But intended to start slow...
Mile 1: 10:40 <-- LOOK AT HOW SLOW I DID IT!!! YES.
Mile 2: 8:50 (oops)
Mile 3: 9:27
Mile 4: 9:15
Mile 5: 9:10
Mile 6: 9:09
Mile 7: 9:05
Mile 8: 9:21
Mile 9: 9:21
Mile 10: 9:19
Mile 11: 12:22 (bathroom)
Mile 12: 9:31
Mile 13: 9:48
Mile 14: 9:57
Mile 15: 10:32
Mile 16: 12:33 (another bathroom)
Mile 17: 9:40
Mile 18: 10:35
Mile 19: 15:43 (med tent)
Mile 20: 11:08
Mile 21: 10:42
Mile 22: 10:14
Mile 23: 9:47
Mile 24: 10:27
Mile 25: 9:54
Mile 26: 9:53
Mile 27: 9:22
The splits tell the story. I felt like crap and the excitement wore off and hit me like a ton of bricks eventually. But I fought to get back on track at the end as hard as it was.
More to come. But congrats to everyone who ran on Sunday!
And leaving you with a photo that I promise shows me a LOT happier than I felt at mile 23. Hamming it for the camera!