Marathon!

I did it! I completed my very first marathon.  26.2 miles in 4:48.  It was slower than I'd hoped for (my slowest goal was 4:45) but it's done and I can be nothing but proud.

We saw many signs along the way talking about how the training is the hard part..the marathon is the victory lap.  I can't disagree with that. 

A marathon is hard work.  A hill at 26.1 is REALLY hard.  Losing your running buddies at mile 7 is even harder.  But, the pride of completing it is all worth it.

I need to process the experience a little more before I sit and write a full recap.  I'm a processor and to do it any justice, I need to just wait a little bit. 

The best part of all of it? I can't wait to go for a run again.  I'm actually wishing I wasn't so freaking sore right now because I'd love to go out for a run.  Especially  now that I don't have to do certain miles with certain outcomes.  Just run.  That's all I want to do right now.

Hurricane? Marathon? What?

Yeah, so tomorrow, we leave for the marathon and Hurricane Sandy turns into a category 4 hurricane and is located east of Florida.  On Sunday during the run, it will be hanging out in the atlantic ocean just waiting to pounce.  Nice? No?

Luckily, reports seem to show that the rain and wind won't hit DC until Sunday afternoon.  Hopefully by then I'll have a medal around my neck, a beer in my hand, and ice on my legs. 

I'm finally nervous which is a good emotion to have going into this right?  I feel like I'm about to birth a baby.  No joke.

Please send all the positive mojo you have and good wishes for a dry and fun weekend.  Here we go!

6 days!

6 days until the Marine Corps Marathon.  There are times that I'm SO excited and others that I think I might puke.

I'm ready, I know. But I know it's going to be hard. 

Honestly? It feels like I'm getting ready for my wedding all over again. It consumes all my thoughts, I am thinking about all I need to have during the weekend, I'm worried about the letdown when it's over.

We have 3 miles on Tuesday, 2 on Wednesday, 2 on Saturday and then at 7:55 on Sunday, it's go time. 

Wowzers! So excited!

we are officially crazy.

wake up time today was 3:55 a.m. for a 12 mile run.

hoping for a nap soon after i get home.

that's all.

My boy.

This morning on the way to school Will and I had a conversation that went like this:

Will: Oh, today is PE day! I love PE.
Me: You do? What do you like?
Will: We get to run a mile! Remember last week when I had that number? I ran then.
Me: Yes, I do remember. I'm so proud of you for running. Do you think you'll want to run with mommy one day?
Will: I do want to run with you. But, mommy, are boys allowed to run races too?

Imagine my happiness when he said this to me.  A sweet little boy who thinks that maybe just maybe running is something only girls can do because he sees his mama do it.

Proud mama, I am.  Very proud.