Because one marathon post just isn’t enough.
- My bib number was 497. If you add up the digits (4+9+7) you get 20. If you add those digits (2+0) you get 2. This was my 2nd marathon. Freak! Or am I a freak for figuring that out?
- I crossed the halfway point at 2:11:55. The second half of the race took me 2:12:58. That’s one minute (almost exactly) between halves. Pretty even! (When I think about how crappy I felt during the later miles, I’m even more impressed that I maintained my pace for the second half. I chalk it up to the strength of my desire to finish
- Way back on New Year’s Eve & New Year’s Day, I ran back to back half marathons. My finish times were 2:08:13 and 2:13:58. If you add those up, you get 4:22:11 , which is not that far from Sunday’s finish time. I didn’t think the NYD would be a good predictor of my possible full marathon capabilities, but I guess it was.
- I’m sore, but I am still able to walk. It kind of feels like when you have a hard workout after not working out in forever. Muscles that I didn’t know I had are popping up. It hurts in a good way.
- My right foot is a different story. It hurts in a bad way. It’s strange because I never felt any pain in this part (the bottom) of my foot before. I always figured my knee or maybe the top of my foot (which gave me some trouble previously) would be what ails me. Why you turning on me now, foot?!
- One of the toes on my other foot, has turned to the dark side. That’s right: black toenail. I’ve had one before. (My second toes on both feet are long, gross- I know, so I think it’s inevitable when I do really long runs.) I’ll spare you the picture.
- My next race is a 10 miler next month. Assuming my foot is cool, I’ll run it. I have not signed up for any other races beyond that. Strange. I have been racing full tilt since the start of deployment. I’m not sure yet if I’ll sign up for more races. (I had originally intended to, and I already have some in mind. It just depend on what happens with my foot.)
- Immediately after the race, I thought, “I can do anything!” Climbing Everest immediately came to mind, but it only took me about 30 seconds to realize that was cray-cray. Frostbite would not look cute on me. No Everest summit attempts in my near future.
- Will I run another marathon? I don’t know. So much time passed between when my first full and my second (almost a year and a half) that PRing was almost guaranteed. I don’t think going into a full knowing that the clock is ticking the whole time would be enjoyable. If I do run another, I’m going to have to do it with a buddy. Running 26.2 solo is no joke!
There you have it. Just about every single thought that I have had about my marathon experience! Any fellow black toenail peeps out there? Do y’all do weird stuff with numbers like that, or is it just me? Anything you’re dying to know about my marathon experience?*