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My first marathon: Race Re-cap! I DID IT!!! 26.2!!!

Sorry I have been MIA from the blog. Things have been crazy busy with vacation type buisiness and we haven't been back home for over 6 months so we had a lot of people try and see and catch up with. You know how it goes.
Anyways, I have been wanting to write about my race before I forget about it, and this is the first chance that I have had to do that.

My husband and I made our way down to the Expo which we found with ease. I picked up my packet and bib and we headed to our hotel, which ended up being only 5 minutes from the Expo and finish line. Awesome! It was really nice as well, thanks!

After everything was going so well and smoothly I was able to relax a little more, which was a good thing!

 At about 3:00 we headed to Maggianos (which I had been wanting to try) and we shared the meal for two!
{I had no idea you get to take a portion home with you as well!!!  Talk about carb loading dream!!}

When we got back I layed out all my gear for the next day and pinned on my bib and attached my timing chip to my shoe.
 My husband was very supportive and fell asleep!!
{ha ha}

We were so tired from essentially losing a whole night of sleep on the Thursday we drove out to California so we decided to take a nap. I set my alarm for 7:30 and then I woke up, ate a little more food, watched a little tv and then tried to get back to sleep again by 9:00 pm.

I actually slept really well. I woke up to check the time a couple times, but other than that, slept normal. At around 3 am I woke up, made a cup of coffee and my peanut butter and honey whole wheat bagel, and started getting ready. I had to be there for my shuttle at 4:15 and we planned on leaving at 4:00.

We were one of the first buses that got there so all the porta potties were available!! woo hoo! I went twice before we started. Here is a video when I was just waiting....

My friends John and Joy Richart decided at the last minute to run the race as well and they ran it with me the whole time. John was my youth pastor when I was growing up in high school so I have known them for a long time. It was such a cool experience!

{John and Joy are on either side of me and on the outer sides is Lisa and her son Ryan. Joy has ran nearly 20 marathons I believe, including Boston. This was John's 9th marathon and I am not sure how many Lisa and Ryan had run but they had just gotten back from back to back marathons a week apart in London and Paris!!}

{do I look excited/nervous enough??}
I was so paranoid we would start out too fast and I probably did run the first part faster than I had planned. But it was so nice to have people running with me and to talk to that it all went by so fast. I did feel like I was on a high and talking Joy's ear off!

{so awesome that the major humidity gave me fantastic fro braids!!}

I really felt awesome until about mile 21, and it just hit is it!!

I had to start taking walk breaks.

Joy made this video for me during one of our first walks...

My mind seemed to go into a survival type mode. I knew I only had 5 miles left, easy right??

Not so much after 20 I guess.

Joy took some gold fish and asked me if I wanted some, so I took them. My stomach felt sloshy from all the water, gatorade and gu's I had taken. I chewed a few and spit them out because they made me want to vomit, but I actually got a bit down and I think they helped!!

I know for sure I ran the last mile, and every step I really wanted to stop.
John and Joy really helped me along, encouraging me, and telling the cheering people on the sides that this was my first marathon and they would cheer for me, ha ha.

This was us coming up the dreaded point 2.

From this point on everything seemed a little surreal for some reason. Probably because the finish line was nothing like I expected. All the food was gone, no shiny rain coat thing, no massaging people. So I just stood there with my metal, trying to find my family, which I finally did.

They took some pics with and for me too!

It means the WORLD to me for all these people to be there and support me.

I could not have trained at all without these two below who watched my son so I could train many hours!

My amazing sister-in-law, Catalina!! Who was sooooo supportive of me the entire time!

and of course, my amazing husband like always!!

I still can't believe I have done it, and I have to say, I am so proud of myself.

{I am going to write more about my feelings surrounding it all later, thank you all of YOU too who have supported me with your love and encouragement as means more than you know!}
Marathon Anxiety
OK I am having super anxiety about my running, so I thought I would write about it in order to get it out of me...I HOPE! 

This past week has been super hard for me, I think the hardest of all my training, mostly mentally or psychologically. I am sure it was a combination of a lot of things but it makes me nervous. For one, that 20 mile run took its toll on me. I have been exhausted all week, but more than that...because I ended it walking and feeling defeated by it, I feel mentally and physically unprepared to run the full marathon. I ran 4.5 on Sunday and had 8 on Tuesday, which I could also BARELY finish. 

I have been sick since Easter with this cough, congestion sickness, and I assume running in all kinds of weather while being sick has not helped this at all. Thankfully, the cough doesn't feel as in my lungs and chest as it has this morning, but I was wondering if it might have been Bronchitis because one of the symptoms of that (according to the all knowing internet) is lethargy...which I felt ALL week.

I have read as many articles about the whole thing as I can find and asked my marathon running friend about her advice in attempts to ease my fears. The overall message I am getting is that it's the ramping up of the miles previously that is what really matters and that missing or shortening runs during tapering won't matter too much to the actual race. But it still scares me, a lot!

I think for me, it is just the unknown, and also that I feel burnt out. I am not sure if it was the 20 miles that did it to me and being out there on my feet for four and half hours or what, but it was like my subconscious was like "OK, you finished your 20..time to relax, you are DONE!" but I am far from done. "Uhh hello self, remember that 26.2 you still have to run that you have been training ALL this time for!!??"

It's freaking me out. I decided to take one day off of training this week, a 4 mile run...but in my head I feel like I have given up altogether. How does that make any sense? I still walked 3 miles that day and felt exhausted that evening. I vacillate in my mind between never wanting to run again and being afraid I won't be able to ever finish another run like I want to.

Feel the fear and do it anyway!
Today I have a 12 mile run scheduled. I have to wait till my husband gets off work {thus this nervous energy being poured out into this blog post} and then its supposed to be a good 70 degrees today. I feel better, not completley, but I feel like I have to get back out there for this run to prove to myself that all this training I have matters, my body is conditioned, and my mind needs to believe that.

My training is cut down more this week, but I still have at least 4 runs coming up next week as well, and I know there is a purpose in them so I have to focus. 

I can get to the start line of that race, it is only 2 weeks away, I have trained for 14...I can not let my fear of failure paralyze me. I think this is a pattern in my life. If I can't do it, why try? But how will I know unless I do try? I need to give myself permission that doing my best is what I expect from myself...not a full 26.2 of absolutely no walking. I would love that, but my pride will come more from getting my body to cross that finish line one way or the other, that is what I can be proud of myself for matter if I have to struggle to do it.

My life the last few months


And I think I see this in comparison to my life. I feel like if it gets too hard, or I am not going to be good at it, possibly embarrass myself, or even worse I have lied to myself about being able to do something I really never could, that I would just rather not try. But that is not what life is about. Life is about taking risks, having faith, believing again, trusting in those things that are hard, and learning, living and loving the process as well as the finishing. 

I need to remember that I can already be proud for even getting to this point. That overcoming and getting through this mental battle of somewhere in my heart wanting to quit because I don't trust myself, ability, or God to get me essential. 

Marathon Training VLOG {20 Miles}
Hey all,
Sorry for being MIA. I have been really buckling down with marathon training and am SOOOO tired! But I finished my 20 miles on Saturday, BARELY....but I did! I am also excited to be entering tapering now...less than 3 weeks till the big day.
Here is my before and after the run faces...ha ha
Here is my latest vlog if you don't mind hearing me drone on a bit about my 20 mile adventure:)