Showing posts with label feeling crappy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feeling crappy. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Boston Marathon (aka) The most Awesome Weekend Evah!

Results:

Me: 4:19 (PR by 9 minutes)
My Dad: 3:52

After 9 weeks of training I finished the Boston Marathon with a HUGE smile on my face. And then felt really bad- not puking bad- but like every muscle in my legs were cramping up/ light-headed like I might fall down kind of bad. Never felt so completely crappy after a race before. But you wouldnt have guessed that from the photo.
Rewind to the beginning now.
Waiting for the Bus to Hopkinton. We met Stephanie , the other winner from SUAR's Boston contest and made our way to Hopkinton. It was really nice meeting her and I have to say a BIG congrats on her PR!!
Stephanie and I at the Athlete's Village.
It all starts in Hopkinton. My dad and I were really excited to run Boston.


I was feeling really good going into the race. Even with the shortened training cycle, I felt confident with the 26.2 miles that were awaiting me. The first few miles were good- i was keeping close to my goal pace while weaving around loads of walkers. By mile 5 the course had opened up and it was easier to keep a good pace.
Mile 6 was when I started breaking down psychologically. I could feel hotspots on my 2 big toes and that worried me a great deal. I remember thinking "oh crap- Im going to have 20.2 more miles of this." I wore the same shoes and socks I had used on my long runs and had never had a problem with blisters. I can only guess it was because of the downhills so early in the course.
I really loved all of the signs like these along the course.
Wellesley was exactly what I thought it would be. Crazy screaming girls. It definitely gave me an adrenaline boost.

I was still on pace by the halfway mark hitting a 2:01, but was feeling worse and worse as the miles went by. Then I started to slow little by little.

The Newton hills slowed me down more. The more my feet hit the pavement, the more I thought about the blisters. I started feeling sluggish and flat. Some days you go out and feel great, and others you dont feel good. Boston was one of those not feeling good- cant get into the groove kind of days for me. It stinks even more because the weather was perfect.
Somewhere around mile 18.5 I passed Team Hoyt. I started to tear up. Ive grown up watching their story on TV. I couldn't believe I was there alongside of them. What an inspiration!

I was really happy the hills were over. They arent that steep, but with already tired legs, they become something a bit more fierce. Running up to the crest of Heartbreak Hill, someone had written "Thump" "Thump" "Thump" about 20 ' apart going up the hill. It made me laugh and gave me some extra motivation to get to the top.
It was a great feeling getting into Boston.

The last 3 miles were the hardest for me. I said- "Legs, lets do this. It's only 3 miles. We should finish strong!" My legs replied with an emphatic "F%$K YOU!" as they gave me the finger. I picked up the pace a little and could not believe there was only one mile to go. I hobbled as fast as I could and vowed I would not walk a step until I crossed the sacred blue and yellow finish line.
There it is in the distance. Just a few more blocks and I would be a Boston Finisher! I picked up the pace, tried to fight back tears and just gave it my all.

Finishing was such an amazing feeling. This race is so historic- especially after 115 years, and especially after the world record was broken although it probably will only count as a "world best" and especially after Des Davilla almost won it.

I am humbled to have participated in this event. I ran in the elite's foot steps, their sweat, their tears, their pain, and their spit :) To be in an event with so many talented people was incredible. It is the "Superbowl" of marathons. I cannot wait to BQ and run this race again as a qualifier. I joined a running club to train for the Chicago marathon this fall, and hope to BQ and be on the starting line of the 2013 Boston Marathon. The changes in the registration for Boston will exclude Chicago as a qualifier for 2012. Had I known this beforehand, I would have chosen an earlier race to qualify with.


Tribu, my Dad and I post race.I think we were all happy to be finished.
Daad and I post race in front of Hermes.

This was an incredible experience to share with my dad.I know we will reminisce about this weekend for the rest of our lives.

Thank you again SUAR for making this dream a reality!

Do you ever have a "blah" day running? Did you figure out the cause?
Ive never really had a bad race until this one (by all accounts it was great- no puking, peeing, pooping or walking ok, one time at a water station near the end up a small hill/stopping ok, once to get some Vaseline,but it was quick.during it and I only had one blister much to my surprise). Ive been fortunate. Maybe all the hype surrounding the race tired me out in the days preceding it, or maybe 9 weeks wasn't enough I felt prepared because of the quality miles logged, but I know im fully capable of running 15-20 minutes faster, and Monday just wasn't my day. Who knows?

Sunday, March 20, 2011

16 miles, felt like poo

Planned to do 20-22 miles on Saturday. Ended up with 16 in 2:29

33 for the week
200 for the past 5 weeks.


Not too shabby you might say. However I just felt heavy, fatigued, and like I was struggling to put one foot in front of the other. Around mile 11 my favorite underwear for long distances decided to act up and cause wedgie after wedgie which I couldnt seem to fix. Don't like the chaffing that resulted.This run was the first bad run ive had in recent memory. I couldn't pinpoint it to anything specific, guess it was just one of those days. Weird thing was i only averaged 4 seconds a mile slower than my 18 miler last week. But I felt so good last week. 







On the way back around mile 11

It was a bit chilly. More than I expected because it was so sunny I assumed it would be warm out. I'm glad I brought my gloves. It was 34 with some nice wind.





Almost got run over by some senior citizen who decided to drive on the trail. He almost caused an accident trying to get back onto the road a half mile down the trail. He should NOT be driving anymore.












Soldier field in the distance!






Less than 2 miles to go!


So I ran out a little more than 8 miles so I could walk a few blocks home. I pushed the last mile to 8:20 something to make up for the crappiness of the previous 15 miles. It felt good to walk a few blocks back. When I got home all of a sudden I started feeling like I was going to puke and have major stomach issues out of nowhere! Bam! Luckily I started feeling better after drinking some more water and later on some mt dew. It cures any stomach issue I've had. Maybe because I never drink soda except while I'm sick- it was pretty awesome how it fixed me so fast!





(the water really did look like that yesterday... Crazy!)

Decided to take today off to recuperate. This week sucked. I. Stomach flu earlier in the week and now this. I'm feeling good about this coming week.

On the menu for this week is the Chi-Town Half marathon. My first race of 2011, and first race as a resident of Chicago. Im excited and cannot wait to PR in this race. Im in better shape now than when I was training for the Nike Women's Marathon last year.

Off to make a new pasta concoction..

-Xaar