I have this on my “Random Awesomeness” pinterest page cause that’s where I put all the things I think are funny. This pic I think is funny because it’s so true. I seriously try to tell everyone that I ran a half marathon, and am about to now.
It’s not that I’m bragging, it’s the fact that I seriously NEVER thought I would ever run for more than 30 minutes, and now before I turn 28, in one year I have run 2 halfs! So I apologize if I sound like I’m bragging, but it’s more of a feeling of total accomplishment and I hope it to be more inspiring than bragging.
I want to spring back to May when I ran my first half marathon (blast from the past-it’s my past blog post) i was beyond thrilled when I finished the race, we had trained, we had run a good race and finished before our set goal. It’s probably the proudest moment of my life, I felt more accomplished than getting my Bachelors degree in child and youth care which I’m super proud of also.
But I said in that blog post “I know I couldn’t have got through the day without Jill” which meant I couldn’t have run by myself. I never thought after running the first half marathon that I would ever run one alone, and that’s just what I did this time around.
I signed up so I could be the supporter for my friend Kelsey who is also working hard at losing weight. Sadly a few weeks ago she injured her knee and her physiotherapist told her there would be no way she can even walk the race. She told me I didn’t have to still run it, since she knew I didn’t want to run alone. But there was no way in hell I wasn’t going to run it, even alone.
Kelsey and my parents made it out to the race to be own personal paparazzi for this race.
So this will mostly be a photo blog, because My paparazzi did an amazing job!
Now this is when my troubles started. I passed Kelsey, this was around km 12 I believe. I had been running at a great pace for me. first hour I did 9km and was on track by an hour and a half at 14km. At km 12, I realized my left foot was very sore, more so 2 of my toes were. It felt like I was getting a blister, but it hurt more than a usual blister that I can run though, so I kept running. then my calf cramped, just slight which made me almost lose my footing so I had to stop and walk. I had been walking off an on already, this wasn’t the first time but this is when it actually bothered me to walk because I had just taken my walking break. I realised my toes weren’t blistering they were cramping and it if I flexed them it made my calf cramp. I tried to just keep running, but then my right calf started cramping as well! I kept running until one of my legs would cramp and then I’d walk, but my pace drastically changed and at km 16 I knew I wouldn’t make it to the finish by my goal time of 2 hours 25 minutes, which would have been about 3 minutes faster than my last run (if not better than that!) and just decided I would finish as fast as my silly legs would let me this day!
My dad met me at km 21 to take some photos, though when we looked through the camera he hadn’t captured any. It was nice though because I had to walk because of my legs and told him what was going on. He encourage me to try and run it in since it was the last km and he was jogging beside me when my right leg completed cramped, not just the flickering cramps I had been having all race. I was standing holding my right calf, like I do in the middle of the night when my leg cramps hoping the muscle wasn’t ripping right out of me. A racer who had already finished and was cheering people on came over and tried to help me stretch. He kept saying put your foot on the ground, I literally could not bend my heel back to put it on the ground and stretch, he forced my leg to, thank god, because there was finally some relief, but my leg was still throbbing. This nice (or creepy ,as we joked about after) man offered to rub my leg, ONLY on the calf , my dad was there watching otherwise it might have been weird. I was able to walk, and then RUN it into the finish line!
I was handed my finishing medal and a bottle of water. I wondered over to a curb and immediately just did calf stretches and let everyone come to me
and then my dad me out!
All in all, I had a good race. I got an email my final time was 2:41:44 which was only 13 minutes and 1 second slower than my last run. I had said before the run I would be disappointed to not beat my time but how could I be? I just ran half marathon with leg cramps and still managed a pretty decent time with having to walk A TON! I will remember to book a massage the day before my next race (not signed up for any YET) to get out any knots I may have hiding, and will train even harder next time.