Okay, I feel a bit silly posting this over here, seeing as I'm fairly new over here and don't get to post a lot ..... BUT seeing as is was my first marathon and I can't think of any else today, here goes:<br><br><img alt="" src="http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL861/3635619/20795418/339534514.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br><br>
Goal #1 – Have fun and finish.<br>
Goal #2 – Finsh under 5 hours (even 4:59:59 would be fine)<br>
Goal #3 – 4:45<br><br>
I honestly do not even know where to begin. I am still so overwhelmed that I accomplished this, and my emotions are still riding high with all the outpouring of love and support from all of you, my family and my friends.<br>
We arrived in Detroit around 3:00 Saturday afternoon, checked into our hotel and walked over to the expo. I was so excited just to get my packet and felt a little better just having that bib number in my hands. I bought a 26.2 sticker for my truck window and a really cute pink New Balance jacket with the Detroit 2008 Marathon logo on it. We then decided we didn’t want to pay $26+ for a pasta dinner at the hotel, so we got into our vehicle, plugged in the GPS and went out in search of an Olive Garden – a meal I know agrees with me before a major run. To make a long story short – we drove around for 1.5 hours just to find ourselves back at the hotel having a very expensive, yet very delicious pasta meal at a restaurant in the hotel. We all went back to our room then and made a plan so MrHopeful and my partner’s sister would know where to cheer us on. (MrHopeful was in 7th heaven with 3 women let me tell ‘ya.) <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/roll_eyes.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="roll_eyes"><br><br>
Our bed was so comfortable I thought sure I would sleep like a log – NOT! What little sleep I did get was very restless and full of dreams. Dreams of trying to find the start corrals running aimlessly around the city, etc ….. Finally 4:40 a.m. rolled around and I figured I may just as well get up and start getting ready. I ate a whole wheat bagel with peanut butter , drank a cup of coffee and a bottle of water for a chaser. We left our room a little after 6 a.m. and headed for the lobby to put on our gloves, throw away sweatshirts, etc. when Ashley asks “where is your Garmin?” OH CRAP! I have my monitor on, but left the Garmin up in my room in my bag …. Dream coming true?? …. I sure hope not. Run back to the elevators, up to the 14th floor all the way hoping MrHopeful is not in the shower and will hear my knock on the door. He heard, I grabbed, I got back to the lobby and off we went in search of our corral.<br><br>
What a PERFECT day to run a marathon! I have no idea what the temp was – maybe high 40’s with little wind. I ate a package of beans, took an “S” cap and then ditched the sweatshirt before the start.<br><br>
It took us 4 minutes to hit the start mat – but then we were off – running a MARATHON!! They issued the “first timers” green bib numbers to single us out – not that our shirts didn’t already do that (see photo’s below) and it was so kewl having so many runners wish you luck and pat you on the back. Now, I’m not good at remembering all the little markers, what street I’m on, and what pace I was at, like some of you – so I’ll just hit the highlights. My first goal was to see Doug (Rochrunner) at the water table before the Ambassador Bridge. I was happy to spot him and yell out HI DOUG! Then my focus was on that bridge – than long high incline to reach the top of that bridge!! I said to Ashley, “Oh NO! This is much higher and longer than our Grand Haven bridge!” I fretted all the way there – but it really wasn’t that bad, it just was long and I thought we’d never make it to the top – but we did! <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/smile.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="Smile"> Then on down and into Canada. Oh wait – the sunrise! The sunrise while going up and over that bridge was just beautiful! Pink sky making the clouds purple – it helped take my mind off the long incline and it was something that Doug had told me to enjoy – I sure did!!<br><br>
Our 3 miles in Canada were pretty uneventful – but it is where Ashley pulled away from me as we were averaging 9:30 – 10 minute miles and I knew I’d crash hard if I kept that up too much longer, so I pulled back and watched the back of her shirt for a while. As we headed into the tunnel it was all down hill and I felt like I was flying and almost was able to catch up to Ashley. It was SO warm in there, but not smelly like I thought it would be. It was fun hearing all the chatting go on, echoing off the walls too. I was looking forward to exiting the tunnel as I knew I’d see my support team on the other side. They were way up along a wall – but I could hear them shouting at me and that was my fuel until I could see them again.<br><br>
I’m now running alone – I can no longer see the back of Ashley’s shirt. I was happy for her and had been encouraging her all along to run her own race. She is much faster (younger and slimmer too I must add) but she was insistant upon staying with me. I hit mile 13 in about 2:10 which is still pretty good time for me. I was searching for my husband’s red shirt – needing to see that cheering team – my drug of choice. I finally saw my team and handed them my gloves. They said that Ashley wasn’t that far ahead of me, and I was still holding on to a glimmer of hope that she’d wait for me at some point. That was totally selfish of me though – I just missed her.<br><br>
Around mile 15 my feet really began to hurt. I think it was the down hills off the bridge and into the tunnel. I probably should have ran them with more control (but it was so much fun!) and I was starting to pay for it. I was taking an “S” cap every hour (note to self – put them in a plastic bag – not just my little waist pack as they melt in sweat), taking Gatorade at the fluid stations and having my water bottle filled when needed. I was VERY well hydrated – I can assure you. I also ate two more packs of beans and was feeling good the whole time.<br><br>
The run along the river walk was so pretty and I loved the bridge over to Belle Island and the sites over there. I was starting to do more run/walk intervals with my feet aching as they were. I was starting to think – this must be what it feels like to loose nails. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/sad.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="Sad"> As I approached mile 20 I dug out my phone and called MrHopeful. I told him to tell Ashley to keep going and get a good time and not to worry about me – I’m doing good. I ran past the 20 mile marker and the wall was gone! (Doug was right!)<br><br>
By mile 21 I was really missing my Husband and needed to see him. The next cheering spot was mile 23 and that is too long in between spots (10 miles). I started getting choked up just thinking of two more miles before I would see them. Finally – I can see the red shirt and I make sure I’m running when I get there. They both came out in the street and started running with me. It startled me at first, but it was a welcome site and much needed.<br><br>
Okay – only 3 miles to go – just a 5K – ha! I heard one gal talking on her phone saying “I hope the crowd gets me in – my lungs are fine, but my legs are shot”. I kind of felt the same way about my poor feet. The crowd was fantastic and very encouraging – many chanting “Mary, Mary, Mary” – “You can do it” – “just around the corner now”. Wow – seeing that finish line – there just is nothing more motivating. I felt like I was sprinting to the end – especially when I saw the clock time and knew I was close to meeting my 2nd goal! Over the mat and bingo – I am a marathon runner!!! Give me that medal! <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/banana.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="banana"><br><br>
Ashley came running toward me and I started crying a little as we hugged and congratulated each other – simply special. I wrapped up in my foil and we received our goody bags as we headed over to our meeting place – the Hardrock Café for a nice cold beer! Our support team had a blast racing around the city to make sure they were where they were supposed to be. I was happy to hear that they had so much fun and wouldn’t have missed it for the world. On the way home we stopped for another beer and a BIG lunch.<br><br>
I was in bed by 8 last night and slept like a baby. My toes are fine – but my thighs are a bit raw (forgot the body glide tip). Steps I can do – just can’t run up and down them yet! I find that moving at a slow pace when first getting into a standing position is best.<br><br>
I cannot thank you all enough for your encouragement, advise and support. If you’ve read all this you deserve a big pat on the back yourself!<br><br>
Will I do another one? You bet!! Because now I have a PR to work off of ….. 4:47:08<br><br><img alt="" src="http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL861/3635619/20795418/339534661.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br>
Mile 23 ....<br><br><img alt="" src="http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL861/3635619/20795418/339534654.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br>
Heading into Mile 24 ....<br><br><img alt="" src="http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL861/3635619/20795418/339534663.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br>
my number one fan ...<br><br><img alt="" src="http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL861/3635619/20795418/339534652.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br>
back home....<br><br><img alt="" src="http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL861/3635619/20795418/339534674.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br>
in my office this morning ....<br><br>
Cheers and THANKS again! <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/biggrin.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="Very Happy">
Goal #1 – Have fun and finish.<br>
Goal #2 – Finsh under 5 hours (even 4:59:59 would be fine)<br>
Goal #3 – 4:45<br><br>
I honestly do not even know where to begin. I am still so overwhelmed that I accomplished this, and my emotions are still riding high with all the outpouring of love and support from all of you, my family and my friends.<br>
We arrived in Detroit around 3:00 Saturday afternoon, checked into our hotel and walked over to the expo. I was so excited just to get my packet and felt a little better just having that bib number in my hands. I bought a 26.2 sticker for my truck window and a really cute pink New Balance jacket with the Detroit 2008 Marathon logo on it. We then decided we didn’t want to pay $26+ for a pasta dinner at the hotel, so we got into our vehicle, plugged in the GPS and went out in search of an Olive Garden – a meal I know agrees with me before a major run. To make a long story short – we drove around for 1.5 hours just to find ourselves back at the hotel having a very expensive, yet very delicious pasta meal at a restaurant in the hotel. We all went back to our room then and made a plan so MrHopeful and my partner’s sister would know where to cheer us on. (MrHopeful was in 7th heaven with 3 women let me tell ‘ya.) <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/roll_eyes.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="roll_eyes"><br><br>
Our bed was so comfortable I thought sure I would sleep like a log – NOT! What little sleep I did get was very restless and full of dreams. Dreams of trying to find the start corrals running aimlessly around the city, etc ….. Finally 4:40 a.m. rolled around and I figured I may just as well get up and start getting ready. I ate a whole wheat bagel with peanut butter , drank a cup of coffee and a bottle of water for a chaser. We left our room a little after 6 a.m. and headed for the lobby to put on our gloves, throw away sweatshirts, etc. when Ashley asks “where is your Garmin?” OH CRAP! I have my monitor on, but left the Garmin up in my room in my bag …. Dream coming true?? …. I sure hope not. Run back to the elevators, up to the 14th floor all the way hoping MrHopeful is not in the shower and will hear my knock on the door. He heard, I grabbed, I got back to the lobby and off we went in search of our corral.<br><br>
What a PERFECT day to run a marathon! I have no idea what the temp was – maybe high 40’s with little wind. I ate a package of beans, took an “S” cap and then ditched the sweatshirt before the start.<br><br>
It took us 4 minutes to hit the start mat – but then we were off – running a MARATHON!! They issued the “first timers” green bib numbers to single us out – not that our shirts didn’t already do that (see photo’s below) and it was so kewl having so many runners wish you luck and pat you on the back. Now, I’m not good at remembering all the little markers, what street I’m on, and what pace I was at, like some of you – so I’ll just hit the highlights. My first goal was to see Doug (Rochrunner) at the water table before the Ambassador Bridge. I was happy to spot him and yell out HI DOUG! Then my focus was on that bridge – than long high incline to reach the top of that bridge!! I said to Ashley, “Oh NO! This is much higher and longer than our Grand Haven bridge!” I fretted all the way there – but it really wasn’t that bad, it just was long and I thought we’d never make it to the top – but we did! <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/smile.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="Smile"> Then on down and into Canada. Oh wait – the sunrise! The sunrise while going up and over that bridge was just beautiful! Pink sky making the clouds purple – it helped take my mind off the long incline and it was something that Doug had told me to enjoy – I sure did!!<br><br>
Our 3 miles in Canada were pretty uneventful – but it is where Ashley pulled away from me as we were averaging 9:30 – 10 minute miles and I knew I’d crash hard if I kept that up too much longer, so I pulled back and watched the back of her shirt for a while. As we headed into the tunnel it was all down hill and I felt like I was flying and almost was able to catch up to Ashley. It was SO warm in there, but not smelly like I thought it would be. It was fun hearing all the chatting go on, echoing off the walls too. I was looking forward to exiting the tunnel as I knew I’d see my support team on the other side. They were way up along a wall – but I could hear them shouting at me and that was my fuel until I could see them again.<br><br>
I’m now running alone – I can no longer see the back of Ashley’s shirt. I was happy for her and had been encouraging her all along to run her own race. She is much faster (younger and slimmer too I must add) but she was insistant upon staying with me. I hit mile 13 in about 2:10 which is still pretty good time for me. I was searching for my husband’s red shirt – needing to see that cheering team – my drug of choice. I finally saw my team and handed them my gloves. They said that Ashley wasn’t that far ahead of me, and I was still holding on to a glimmer of hope that she’d wait for me at some point. That was totally selfish of me though – I just missed her.<br><br>
Around mile 15 my feet really began to hurt. I think it was the down hills off the bridge and into the tunnel. I probably should have ran them with more control (but it was so much fun!) and I was starting to pay for it. I was taking an “S” cap every hour (note to self – put them in a plastic bag – not just my little waist pack as they melt in sweat), taking Gatorade at the fluid stations and having my water bottle filled when needed. I was VERY well hydrated – I can assure you. I also ate two more packs of beans and was feeling good the whole time.<br><br>
The run along the river walk was so pretty and I loved the bridge over to Belle Island and the sites over there. I was starting to do more run/walk intervals with my feet aching as they were. I was starting to think – this must be what it feels like to loose nails. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/sad.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="Sad"> As I approached mile 20 I dug out my phone and called MrHopeful. I told him to tell Ashley to keep going and get a good time and not to worry about me – I’m doing good. I ran past the 20 mile marker and the wall was gone! (Doug was right!)<br><br>
By mile 21 I was really missing my Husband and needed to see him. The next cheering spot was mile 23 and that is too long in between spots (10 miles). I started getting choked up just thinking of two more miles before I would see them. Finally – I can see the red shirt and I make sure I’m running when I get there. They both came out in the street and started running with me. It startled me at first, but it was a welcome site and much needed.<br><br>
Okay – only 3 miles to go – just a 5K – ha! I heard one gal talking on her phone saying “I hope the crowd gets me in – my lungs are fine, but my legs are shot”. I kind of felt the same way about my poor feet. The crowd was fantastic and very encouraging – many chanting “Mary, Mary, Mary” – “You can do it” – “just around the corner now”. Wow – seeing that finish line – there just is nothing more motivating. I felt like I was sprinting to the end – especially when I saw the clock time and knew I was close to meeting my 2nd goal! Over the mat and bingo – I am a marathon runner!!! Give me that medal! <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/banana.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="banana"><br><br>
Ashley came running toward me and I started crying a little as we hugged and congratulated each other – simply special. I wrapped up in my foil and we received our goody bags as we headed over to our meeting place – the Hardrock Café for a nice cold beer! Our support team had a blast racing around the city to make sure they were where they were supposed to be. I was happy to hear that they had so much fun and wouldn’t have missed it for the world. On the way home we stopped for another beer and a BIG lunch.<br><br>
I was in bed by 8 last night and slept like a baby. My toes are fine – but my thighs are a bit raw (forgot the body glide tip). Steps I can do – just can’t run up and down them yet! I find that moving at a slow pace when first getting into a standing position is best.<br><br>
I cannot thank you all enough for your encouragement, advise and support. If you’ve read all this you deserve a big pat on the back yourself!<br><br>
Will I do another one? You bet!! Because now I have a PR to work off of ….. 4:47:08<br><br><img alt="" src="http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL861/3635619/20795418/339534661.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br>
Mile 23 ....<br><br><img alt="" src="http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL861/3635619/20795418/339534654.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br>
Heading into Mile 24 ....<br><br><img alt="" src="http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL861/3635619/20795418/339534663.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br>
my number one fan ...<br><br><img alt="" src="http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL861/3635619/20795418/339534652.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br>
back home....<br><br><img alt="" src="http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL861/3635619/20795418/339534674.jpg" style="border:0px solid;"><br>
in my office this morning ....<br><br>
Cheers and THANKS again! <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="http://www.kickrunners.com/forum/images/smilies/biggrin.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="Very Happy">
