Hello! I did it! I ran a half marathon! I am still on cloud 9 even days later. It was amazing. I am not sure I will be able to find the words to describe it, But I'll try.
First off, when I said that I was going to start going to be early and waking up early to get used to it and to get more sleep.....yeah that didn't happen. In fact, the week before my race I had a cold, and I feel like that week I got the worst sleep of my life. Part of that may have been because of nerves. I'm not sure. I don't feel like that really hurt me during my run, but I was exhausted for 2 days afterwards.
Race weekend came and my mom and sister drove up from Florida to see me run. I was so happy to have them. Well my mom ended up staying home with my daughter Kylie, and she didn't really mind because of the weather. I am glad she still came to visit. Saturday we went to the race expo which was pretty neat. I bought some socks and my mom bought me a shirt. My sister signed up to be a volunteer so she wouldn't just be standing around for over 2 hours while I ran. I made spaghetti and salad for dinner that night before the race. Spent forever trying to figure out what to bring and what to wear. The weather forecast called for cold and a chance of rain.
Race morning - alarm goes off at 5am. I woke up feeling so sleepy yet excited at the same time. I woke up my sister. I made a yummy shake which is very filling, nutritious, and energizing. I will have to share my recipe sometime. We headed for the famous Biltmore Estate. Even though I live here I haven't visited it because of the high prices, so this was my chance to see the house built by the Vanderbilts and the estate surrounding it. It was pitch dark as we drove onto the grounds so I didn't get to see any of the scenery at that point. We parked and walked to the finish line area and just walked around for a few minutes in the dark. I couldn't tell where the start line was. We had someone take our picture then my sister left to head to her volunteer location.
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My amazing sister! |
I pulled a Larabar out of my bag but decided I wasn't even hungry. Started to debate in my head what to wear. It was 43 degrees and smelled like rain was coming. I was wearing running leggings which are warm, then a tank top under a warm long sleeve. I had on a hoodie too but I knew that would get too warm. So that came off. Debated gloves. Decided against them since my hands always warm up as I run. Dropped my bag at the tent to pick up after I finished, and found a heater to stand next to. There was a group of people who were fairly energetic other than not wanting to leave to the starting line. I didn't want to either. Around 7:15am we started feeling a few rain drops. Not many though. It started getting light out finally and I could see the huge crowd at the start line. I stretched some while staying by my heater. Finally the group said they would go to the line so I figured I should also. Found a spot in the middle of the pack and stretched a little more. I didn't do any kind of jogging to warm up, I usually do that in the first mile of my long runs. I didn't want to waste energy. Took this pretty cool picture of the start:
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Just getting light out! Ready to go!! |
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I sent this picture to my sister who was just before mile 2. She was ready to see me run by. A couple minutes went by and we were off! like a stampeding herd of turtles....haha! We walked leisurely to the start and then could start jogging slowly until everyone started to thin out. As I crossed that start line and started running, I couldn't stop smiling and was filled with emotion. This was it. All my hard work, and I had just crossed the starting line. Only 13 miles left of this journey after hundreds of miles practiced. I had to keep slowing myself down. I have always had a bad habit of starting out runs too fast, so I knew with this race I would have to keep myself in check so I wouldn't burn out. My running app on my phone decided to not work right and told me my mile time before I got to the mark. I guess the signal out there in the woods isn't the best. It ended up telling me I ran a half mile further than I did. But I used the app so when I passed each mile mark I could check my time. My first mile was right on track for 10 minute miles. If I didn't mention it before in this post - my goal time for this race was about 2 hours and 10 minutes, or 10 minute miles. The further we ran, the more the rain fell. Right before mile 2 I saw my sister and gave her a high five. Just after mile 3 started a long uphill. We basically went up for almost 3 miles. I am sure glad I did lots of hills in my training. It still got tiring. At mile 4 I texted my sister with my time, I figured I could update her along the way. By this time the rain was light and steady. I kept hoping my phone would keep working and providing me with time and music through the race. I hit the 10k (6.2 miles) timing mat at 1:03:45. After all that uphill I was happy to still be pretty much on pace. Right after that we approached the amazing Biltmore Estate. It was breathtaking. I took pictures as I approached it but they all came out blurry. We ran right up to it and across the front, then headed away from it. I used this opportunity to take a running selfie with the house behind me.
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Pretty cool huh? |
Right after this was mile 7, and I was just ahead of my pace. I sent this picture to my sister and an update of my time, 1:09:29. I only know this because I still have the texts haha. I couldn't remember any of my splits. We ran through the gardens, which I would assume are gorgeous in the summer, but on Sunday everything was brown. I still took a picture but it didn't turn out. I also took a picture of a lake right after that but it didn't come out either. Flaws of not stopping to take pics. Mile 9 was the last time I sent my sister an update, my time was 1:28:39. So doing just under 10 minute miles now. I was so happy. The adrenaline was unreal. Mile 10 came and the marathoners crossed the river to head out. I only had 3 miles to go, they still had 16. Crazy. At this point you could actually see the finish line across a field. Thanks for teasing us! But I kept running and talked with a lady who turned out to be from the same area of Florida as me. Crazy. At this point my legs were pretty tired but I refused to slow down now, not so close to the finish. Just before mile 12 a group of 3 girls passed me and were in a line, so I hopped in line right behind the last one. They weren't going too much faster than me so it was great to push me a little bit. I could hear the lady behind me who I had been talking with. I stuck with that line for a little over a half a mile then I decided to pass them. I knew how close I was to that finish. I searched for a motivating song on my phone, and it seemed like all the good ones had already played. I wasn't getting anything I wanted. Finally Katy Perry - Roar came on and I felt like that one was good enough and started really trying to push myself for that last quarter mile of the race. And before I knew it, I was crossing that finish line. I couldn't believe it. I had done it! I am now a half marathoner! And just like that the cold hit me and I was handed a finisher medal and a blanket. Oh that blanket was so perfect!! My hands were so cold I couldn't move them. I should have worn my gloves. I was soaking wet, freezing, hurting, and tired, but I had finished the race. I couldn't believe it. I found my sister and she took this picture of me - blanket and all.
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I'm a half marathoner now!! |
She helped me find the gloves I hadn't thought I would need, got the blanket around me, and asked if I wanted food. I looked at the food line and said no I just want the car. I wanted warmth. I am glad she was there because I seriously do not think I would have been able to drive home. We stopped at Starbucks for hot chocolate - what a yummy treat to get after that cold long race! And then headed home to tell my husband and my mom all about it. I still can't believe its over. Despite the rain and cold, it was such an amazing experience. I loved the course and would do it again. It took a few days for my legs to feel normal again, and I finally ran today. My legs feel a little more tired than they normally would after a short run so I know they are not 100% better yet. But I was missing running already! I am already starting to look for another half marathon. I am so hooked. It was great.
I know this was super long so thank you for sticking out my rambling. I just have to get it written down! I am sure there are already details I am missing because my memory is not the best! It was great, I am happy and proud of myself. I am not usually one to brag - but something like this deserves just a little bragging rights!