Earlier this week, I shared a post about the “serious” side of marathon running – both literally and figuratively – so today, five days away from my 9th marathon, I thought I’d share a lighter side with a retrospective of marathons past:
(1) The One Where I Fell in Love: The Richmond Marathon
Just a few weeks after crossing the finish line of my first half marathon (the 2011 Walt Disney World Half Marathon), I got this crazy idea in my head that training for a full would be fun. Of course, I had no idea where to start, but before I knew it, I had assembled a plan (I used Runner’s World SmartCoach) and gunned for a sub-4 as my debut 26.2 – and hit it! 3:59:13! It was, until that point, the hardest thing I had ever physically done in my entire life – and I was hooked.
(2) The One Where I Hit the Wall: The Shamrock Marathon
…it was a good thing that I was so hooked – because I had actually registered for this race with Team in Training (TNT) as my second full before I crossed the finish line of Richmond! It was my first experience training and fundraising for an event, and I would not trade the experience for anything in the world, raising more than $2,500 for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society.
My race, however, was not quite as successful. Although I PR’d by 1 minute, I started off way too aggressively in this race, and hit the wall HARD at Mile 20, and felt like I had to drag my body to the finish line that windy morning. Fortunately for me, with TNT, coaches ran stretches with me in that last 10K and put a smile back on my face, despite the pain.
(3) The One Where I Ran Down a Canyon: The Utah Valley Marathon
It was right around the Shamrock Marathon time where I got the idea in my head that I wanted to qualify for Boston. This course, far from where I was living in VA, was touted as a fast, downhill course that produced many BQs, PRs, and my friend Lizzie was going to come along, too…so, I signed up!
Unfortunately, a little before the race rolled around, Lizzie was injured and wasn’t able to make the trip. And my training definitely was not where it should have been (I realize this even more now, looking back) so I went in to this race with a mix of both optimism…and realism. It became my Personal Worst (PW) at 4:16, but I had no regrets because I truly enjoyed the experience…I think this is about the time I realized how much I loved running the distance, no matter the outcome.
(4) The One Where I Was Supposed to Run as a Coffee Cup, but PR’d Instead: The Baltimore Marathon
You’ll have to read the entire recap to fully understand that superlative, but let’s just say that this was the race where so many stars aligned: I went in with a strong mileage base, very low stress, the weather was perfect (cool and sunny) and I had a bit of a hometown advantage (the race was just few hours drive away).
Despite walking every water station, and the hilly course, I ran a 3:43:18, which, to this day, is my marathon PR – and I felt strong enough to even go on a run along the Inner Harbor the next morning. Perfect weekend all around.
(5) The One Where I Wanted to Go Home: The Three Bridges Marathon
As a local, no-frills event, this was supposed to be my Fall 2012 (and BQ Attempt #2) goal race – but instead, it became my second marathon over 4 hours (4:03). I was pretty devastated about this performance, and marked the first time I ever came to a complete halt, sat down, and cried.
This course was a simple 4 loop that I had trained on for countless miles, so the sting was even harder to take when I saw the minutes and hours clicking away. Really, I could have walked away (literally) from this one and no one would have ever known (it was not chip timed) but I stuck it out that tough morning and was rewarded with the kindness and generosity of volunteers who gave me a privately chauffeured ride back to my car. Another bonus? I didn’t pay for the shirt, and the race offered no medal, so I have no physical evidence of this day, other than the bib 😉
(6) The One Where I Had the Most Fun: The Walt Disney World Marathon
They say at runDisney, that every mile is magic…and at the 2013 Walt Disney World Marathon, it definitely was.
This race was JUST what the doctor ordered after that horrendous race just weeks before! The weather was projected to be a “very Florida” humid 80 degrees, so as soon as I arrived (after a very turbulent travel day) I shifted my expectations completely and made my mission simple: have the most fun ever….and fun was definitely had!
I LOVED running through all four theme parks, posing with all the characters, and just soaking up the energy of the weekend. When I crossed the finish line at 4:59, a full hour slower than my first marathon, I could not have been more proud, or full of love for the marathon distance.
(7) The One That Dreams are Made Of: The San Francisco Marathon
I was honored to be chosen as a 2013 race ambassador for this incredible event, and with that extra enthusiasm, was hoping to BQ here. Spoiler alert: it didn’t happen, but to be perfectly honest, it didn’t matter, because I was just thankful to take this scenic 4 hour, 18 minute, 26.2 mile tour of one of the most beautiful cities I have ever had the pleasure of visiting.
You see, my training went a bit lackluster after a series of fatigue-related injuries, and at that point in my running/marathoning life, it finally dawned on me that there would ALWAYS be more marathons – and that health should always be the biggest priority.
Of course, that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to try again later…
(8) The One That Screams Redemption: The Space Coast Marathon
Since I had experienced training burnout in the past, I went about an entirely different approach with Space Coast, using the Hansons Marathon Method, majorly increasing my mileage, and working with new paces and workouts – and it totally changed my training, for the better.
Although I did not BQ or PR that day (my pace imploded at Mile 25, of all places – if it hadn’t, it would have been a major PR day) it was my strongest performance in the marathon distance until that point. And with that amazing theming, medal and post-race refreshments, I left Cocoa disappointed, but not defeated. I’ve already registered for 2014, and can’t wait to hit that course again, no matter what the clock says.
With these eight, very different, and very memorable races in my backpocket, I approach 26.2 with DONNA with love in my heart, confidence in myself, and totally ready for another incredible journey.
I hope you enjoyed my little jaunt down memory lane…so tell me…how would you describe (good, bad and ugly!) some of your most memorable race moments?