7:00 AM: Strength/Core – COMPLETED
I’m finally getting a chance to sit down and write this out. We got back from VA Beach on Monday evening and yesterday I had the day off. So here’s the recap of the Marathon I thought would be…
The Bad: Well, it’s not really that bad — I know. I’m just being a bit hard on myself. Let’s see. The day we arrived (on Saturday) it was nearly 70-degrees out. I swear, I could have worn my booty shorts. Anyway, it was a LONG annoying drive. We got pulled over not ONCE, but TWICE. We got to our hotel by 5 and I was just beat! Honestly, I did not want to do a thing after that ride in. Celeste’s friend picked up our bibs so I met up with Celeste at around 8:45. We talked out our plan and then I laid out the race clothes. The weather said 50s so that would be perfect.
I got up at 5:30 and tried to be extremely quiet. Unfortunately, Pedro getting up woke up Lili and that was the end of that — I tried so hard to soothe her back to sleep but she wasn’t having it. She kept crying for me and that had me feeling sad. At 6:30 I had to leave. So I just left with her screaming crying.
Celeste and I headed out to the race. It was about 22 minutes from our hotel. We were there about an hour early. No problem, EXCEPT it was freaking FREEZING. I had a zip-up on that I was tossing in her bag for check-in. Oh, I couldn’t take it. My girlfriend Kristina was able to meet me at the start line and toss me a wind-breaker. THANK GOD!! She saved me. Celeste had an extra pair of gloves so I used that too.
Celeste and I jumped in the 3:45 pace group. I was pumped and feeling good. The first mile was easy. Second mile, still easy but the 3:45 group just took off and I couldn’t push it – when I looked at my Garmin, I was doing an 8:18 — that’s not a 3:45 pace group. So I laid off and did my thing. Celeste took off with them and I just waved bye. By mile 5, I saw Celeste at the turn-around and we weren’t too far away from each other. I still felt good.
At mile 13, I saw Kristina and she jumped in to run as a Bandit — the last 13 miles with me. How amazing is she?!? She said she couldn’t believe how fast I was going and I’m doing strong, but my legs were feeling it. At mile 16, I saw Pedro and Lili and I was incredibly happy to see them. Love them.
Then… it happened. I felt my legs tense up. I couldn’t shake it out. I started to slow down. I had to walk it out. I kept it going though. Thank goodness for Kristina.
At mile 22, I wanted to cry. I didn’t think I had it in me to finish. Kristina kept telling me that I was going to finish. I had to stop a few times and stretch out my legs. It was the most horrible feeling ever. I’ve never felt this way in any marathon. I started to feel a wave of HUGE disappointment. The training I had — this was supposed to be it. Or at least a PR.
Then we got to mile 25. Just a mile and change to go. And still I felt defeated. I felt like I had nothing left in me. But I kept it going and didn’t stop. I crossed the finish line at 4:14.
I won’t lie to you. I was a tad sad about this race. I guess I just felt so good.
The Good: So what’s the good?
BABY SANCHEZ #2 IS ON THE WAY!!!!!! Yes, it’s true. I’m pregnant, again. We’re ecstatic, thrilled, excited. It was a difficult secret to keep and I wanted to wait till after my first trimester to say anything — and here we are — with our growing family.
The Ugly: When we got home on Monday night, Lili had a fever.
Poor kid. She had a fever all day yesterday that would only go down after we’d give her medicine, but after it wore off, it was back. I hope today is better.
If we’re friends on Facebook, I’m not announcing my pregnancy yet so please don’t say a thing. My MIL is still waiting to tell her mother in Ecuador and is on her way there now.
And now it’s back to work (ugh!).
So what’s next? Cherry Blossom 10 miler, Brooklyn Half Marathon and perhaps a few other shorter distance races? I’m done with marathons till post-baby.
Anybody else have any races coming up?