Yes, I know how to spell! Read on for more about the "dib" in my title...
I'M A MARATHONER! Before I elaborate on the details of the day, I want to thank you all for the supportive words you offered in my 26.2 reasons post. I was soooo nervous on race morning and rereading all of your comments helped more than you'll ever know!
Here we are before the big race. Waking up at 4:45 has never been so easy!
That's me at mile 16. I couldn't believe there were ten miles remaining!
On a side note, how lucky were we to have such beautiful weather?
Nate kicking butt at mile 11.
Okay, so now you believe that we were both running. Here's a little recap of how my race went:
I was feeling great and right on pace. I chatted it up with a few runners nearby and could talk with ease.
This is where my stomach began feeling queasy. I've run this distance hundreds of times, so it didn't make sense for me to be having issues here. I think I might have been over-hydrating at the aid stations.
Did I mention that Austin has a bit of a hilly course?
This is where the big problems started. I felt like I could lose my dinner at any moment and watched my pace group fly right by me. I like to call this the beginning of my ten mile "wall."
I realized that I had 10 miles to go. TEN MILES??
My pace had slowed by at least a minute per mile, but I no longer focused on what kind of pace I was making. I just wanted to finish that thing!
My dad met up with me on the course to help me pull through to the finish. I don't know what I would have done without him. He reminded me to stand straight, relax my shoulders, and make light steps to loosen my legs.
Mile 24!! Now the finish line was really within my reach. I was going to make it!!
Seeing that finish line was the best feeling ever. Running it wasn't the most fun I've had in my life, but I accomplished my big goal and ran the entire 26.2 without stopping!
This is me pretending to be happy after the finish. Trust me, there was some dry heaving a couple of minutes later. Oh, that was TMI... sorry!
How was Nate doing after the race? He was as sore as you might expect, but in an overall good mood because he ran a strong race...
...but with the combo of short running shorts and warming blanket, looked like he was walking around without pants :).
What is a marathon without the loot? All finishers received a medal, technical finisher's shirt, and sporty backpack:
I just love all of the heart details... this might be too cute to make the tree!
Oh, and about that "dib..."
The shirt, backpack, and medal are great and all, but my favorite thing of the day literally took the cake! Rember my little mention of the DQ Blizzard cake pig-out fest I planned for after the marathon (see #23)? When my mom went to go get the cake, she explained to the Dairy Queen staff that I was running a marathon that weekend and she wanted a special cake to give to me for the occasion. My mom requested "congratulations" on the cake, but the staff said that the cake was too small to fit a word that large. "You did it!" was the next thing that popped into my mom's head. She wrote it down on a piece of paper after she realized that the employee didn't quite get the message. Ten minutes later, the employee returned excited with a special cake for the marathoner...
My mom felt bad for the employee so didn't correct her on her mistakes (1 for 3 isn't that bad, is it?).
Does it get better than a marathon and a Cake Wreck in the same day?! How did your first marathon go?
P.S. All ten toenails are doing great! I'd call that a victory in itself, right?
P.P.S. For you runners out there, I ran a 4:15 and Nate ran a 3:35.