5 years strong and going of 26.2’s in different states!
Usually before a marathon, I make sure to have my pre-marathon meal of chips and salsa.
This year, I just needed to sleep.
I’d been going seemingly non-stop with lots of work hours and moving into my new apartment and just all this stuff.
So, I needed sleeeeep.
After the 10k, I grabbed some nearby food, picked up my marathon bib for the next day, and headed back to the hotel.
There was a pantry place where you could buy snacks. So, I bought a few packs of Doritos and went back to my room and slept. I slept practically the whole day and night away, just getting up every once in a while and eating Doritos.
(I didn’t want to overeat… But I knew I would need fuel for the race… And I didn’t have that many packs of Doritos.)
Finally, the morning came and I was a little unsure what to wear.
It had been so wet outside the day before, and the forecast called for even more rain.
I have Under Armour gear that I love. Heck, I did a 50k in it in the rain and hail.
But it was so cold in San Antonio! And so consistently rainy. I was worried that wouldn’t be enough.
So, I put on multiple layers – and wore my coat.
Thank goodness I had a coat!
Had this been a year where I was living (full-time) in Los Angeles, I wouldn’t have even thought to bring one. After all, I didn’t own one at the time. And I was going to Texas. Who would’ve though it would be cold?
Well, it was. So, thank goodness for my coat.
The one thing I wasn’t wearing, that I felt a bit of sad nostalgia for not wearing, was my friend’s bandana from the time he was fighting in Afghanistan. I’ve worn it in every marathon since my first one. And in the midst of moving and having some stuff everywhere (in a storage unit, some stuff in my new apartment, some stuff with friends, even in other states, and on and on, I just wasn’t able to get it before I went to Texas.
But also, everything’s a mess and it happens. I mean, I barely was able to find my “Who’s Bad” hat in the midst of everything in storage. (And Ty wasn’t mad in the least about his bandana not getting one marathon.)
Singing the National Anthem before the race started was really fun. I met the City Manager who’d come out to support everyone. And she was very nice.
And before you knew it, it was time to start the race.
I was slightly scared about this race, because I’ve heard many times if you can’t keep up in Rock ‘n’ Roll races that they rope off parts of the course and divert you. So, you’re cutting off miles before you even know it.
And being that I’ve promised myself I’d run a marathon every calendar year for the rest of my life – and that I couldn’t, in good conscience, count a marathon toward that goal if I knew it wasn’t truly 26.2… and being that it was December(!)… I was gonna be in trouble if I didn’t make it to cutoffs in time!
My phone is on its very last leg, and had totally died during the race (even with putting it on airplane mode and being fully charged in the morning). Thankfully when I made it to mile 19, that was the beginning of a loop that came back around. And the person manning the 21 mile timing mat had a van with him and charged my phone while I looped around.
I was so happy to have music back once I got to the 21-mile mark. Yee haw!
And this is where I’ll finish up tomorrow.