Katie Runs the San Diego Marathon
After 6 months of training, 2 injuries, $2500 worth of fundraising, and 20 years of wondering if I actually had it in me ... I set out to run my first marathon. There were so many people in the race that it took a full 5 minutes before I actually reached the starting line from where I began in the middle of the crowd, but I finally did. Then, it was another 5 hours 23 minutes before I would actually cross the finish line ... but I did it!
The first 17 miles literally felt like they flew by, and I enjoyed perfect running weather (heavy clouds and sprinkles), dozens of bands playing music along the way, the camaraderie of fellow runners (especially the 3300 other Team-in-Training participants), and my dear family cheering me on from their bikes which they rode along part of the route!
But around mile 18, life turned very sour as my stomach refused to digest the 3 large bricks that someone decided to stick in there. I pushed through to mile 22 where I almost gave up, and fought idealism to let myself finish the race at a pace that acknowledged my body's limitations.
I'm very glad I did it, and although I'm not exactly racing out to sign up for my next marathon, there is a half-marathon this Fall that sounds about my speed ...