I thought I would update and write about my marathon experience and share the couple weeks prior
The week I ran 19 miles happened to be the week I found out I was pregnant. I “felt” like I possibly could be and then I quickly found out that week I was.
Fast forward a couple weeks, I was confident I could still do it, of course. I got the okay from my OB and the advice was, stay hydrated and listen to your body. My body was very conditioned, I knew that.
At 6 weeks, 5 days we got to see the little one in our first ultrasound and the strong heartbeat. Week 7 with both girls was when the fatigue really kicked in, and marathon week was week 7. I was nervous, like I had been but now I had someone else to worry about too, so that was definitely a different feeling. I was still just “ready” to do it. I put in all the work, it was time to do it. The fatigue most definitely there but no matter what, I had one goal, to finish.
My initial goal was 4 hours, 30-45 minutes. But after I found out I was pregnant, I didn’t have a set time goal because I didn’t know how my body would react, how often I would have to stop to go to the bathroom, what I’d feel like, and I was okay with that.
Race day was here, I woke up, prepared. Sat at breakfast as I was about 45 degrees thinking, “this is it, today you’re going to run 26.2 miles.” I was, no matter what, if I had to walk a ton, I was going to finish, in the end what mattered to me was that I finished.
The support from Travis through all of this was absolutely admiring and amazing. The moments when I’d say, “do you really think I can do this?” He was always there reassuring me, I ran the first 13.1 in 2 hours, 16 minutes. I then had to stop to for a bathroom break, I drank water/powerade at every opportunity. At mile 15, I was COLD so I texted Travis to bring me my sweatshirt and I also told him that my glute was giving me issues so he rolled me at the next spot. When I saw him, his mom and the girls again, I had walked prior to that and then was able to start running again once I got my butt fixed! 😉
After mile 16, I ran for two miles and then I started to do the fast pace walk more, and then just plain walk. Each mile went by, I did think about just walking off a couple times, my mind definitely was harder to control than my body. I’d see Travis and the girls and that would pump me up majorly!
Once I got to mile 23, I started running again and then there was more people and my adrenaline picked up and I felt ready to finish and that’s just what I did! I finished in 5 hours, 20 minutes.
Some of the signs that made me laugh the most were:
“Smile if you peed a little!”
“RIP toenails!” to which I’m proud to say, I did not lose any!
Post race went a little like this, eat a hot dog, drink a coke, take a cold bath, eat pizza, drink lots of water and Gatorade, lay in bed, take a nap, lay in bed, go to bed, wake up and low and behold I wasn’t’ majorly sore, I was very grateful for that!
I hope you enjoyed my race story because it was a journey but I’m excited to get out there not pregnant and do it again someday. I have continued running, shorter miles, of course because one thing I learned about myself through this journey was that I do enjoy the time running for sure!