I ran the Lincoln National Guard 1/2 Marathon again this year. Again, it was a lot of fun, tons of crowd support and only a few big hills!
I don’t know what I’m doing with my right leg here, but I’m pretty sure Tiffany said “pose!” So I did.
I did have to run the race without Garmie. And I’m on the phone now (after waiting over 15mintues on hold!) with the Garmin representative. I think I may have to turn Garmie in for a warranty exchange? We’ll see, I’m back on hold now… Anyways I was running this by feel alone. I waited at the start by myself as hubby went back to the car to go find a spot around the 1/2 way point.
Mile 1-2.5 were uneventful. I was passed a lot, but I expected that as it was pretty crowded and I wasn’t able to jump in line with my true pace group. I tried not to let the passing get me down. There was a big hill before the 2.5mile mark but there were tons of people out on their lawns cheering us on. I had my name on my shirt so I was pretty much a crowd favorite. It helped that I was the only one racing with a tutu on. I was known as “that TUTU girl!” or, “Don’t mess with my TUTU!”, or, “You rock that thing, go tutu girl!”. There were tons of comments from people behind me “That is so cute”. “we’ll have to do that next year!”. I even had one gal take a picture of me! I had “LET’S HAVE FUN!” Duct taped on my back and kinda forgot about it. So I was also getting a lot of “I like your attitude” comments. Which puzzled me I thought, “They must really like the tutu!” but then I remembered my little saying. I had thought of putting “Go Faster!” on the back but then I figured I wouldn’t be the fastest out there so it might be a little misleading to put that on there. I didn’t want to get made fun of. I saw Kayla (from last weeks Maverick race) and she passed me. My friend Billy, who was running his second marathon in three weeks keeping pace with the 4:30 pacers. Doing a great job. So that was all fun. Mile 2.5 was the first water stop and I allowed myself to walk through and grab water. They even had cups with straws and lids which was helpful.
2.5-10.0 I concentrated on not walking which was surprisingly easy, no big hills here and still plenty of crowds/people cheering. Took a little more water, gatorade, and water again at mile 5.0. Knowing I would see my hubby around mile 6-7 was great. Around mile 7 I started dragging. I took a cliff shot in chocolate and washed it down with water. I wish I’d grabbed two waters cause one wasn’t enough! I had that vitamin-y after taste for the next 2.5. I ended up seeing hubby at mile 8.25ish and gave him a big kiss and said I’d see him at the finish line. I really hadn’t walked at all. I remember passing landmarks that I had walked by and been so frustrated at last year. Like the tree where I stopped to stretch last year and knew that my leg was really hurting, before mile 7 when I walked about the whole mile. I was thinking “look at me, I’m running by you now! Take that!”.
After mile 10. I was tired. Still a little sluggish, there was a big hill at mile 9 and I’d allowed myself to walk up the last half of it. I was a little disappointed. I allowed myself to walk up the last big hill at mile 11 too. But after that hill I had a hard time starting running again. I know it was the hills I wasn’t used to, but legs were lead. At mile 12 I knew I only had a mile to go and ran/jogged :D the rest of the way. We ran down past the stadium and had to pull a u turn to get back to the entrance to the stadium where we were finishing at the 50 yard line of Lincoln Memorial stadium. When I passed under the inflatable that said “Mile 26” I knew I was really close and started to pick up speed. I started hearing someone in the crowd a head of me start screaming “KELLY! YOU CAN DO IT! YOU LOOK GREAT! SPRINT TO THE FINISH!” It was TIFFANY! And her daughter with a huge poster in red screaming and cheering. I smiled bigger than I’d smiled all day and attempted to pass a few people ahead of me. But the guards kept telling me to stay to the right and I didn’t have enough room to pass them all and sprint my way to the finish like I was hoping.
The finish line was nothing like last year! Last year I ran across the finish and was immediately greeted by Brian and Tiffany. It was wonderful. While this was an experience to be able to go through the stadium, I missed being able to see my family and friends right away. I was escorted to the place where they had food waiting, there were multiple exits. I walked for what felt like an hour until some nice gal and her family let me borrow her cell phone to call Brian so he could find me. I was so grateful, turns out he had given them directions and stood with them around mile 8.25 so they knew he’d been looking for his wife in the tutu and spotted me and let me use their phone. I was beyond grateful. Turns out Brian and Tiffany were walking around as well and had even gone to the infirmary to look for me! We took some pictures (below) and then went back to the hotel. I showered up and we met a friend and his daughter for lunch before heading out of town. Before heading out of town though, I grabbed a baskin robbins peanut butter and chocolate in a dish. MMM.
My time was 2:37:10 chip time. I was starting to get disappointed but Tiffany and Wende talked me out of it. I still PR’d. Yeah it wasn’t a stellar time like I thought I was getting. But I had such amazing crowd support and a great time running the race. I hope I’m able to do it again next year! I was amazed at how much better I felt after this race than last year’s! I was properly trained and ready for this race! That’s a lot of sentences ending with ! Sorry! :D I had a great day and wore my medal when I went out to dinner with Brian’s family too. My legs are sore today but I can still get around. I slept for about 9 hours last night and took an hour long nap yesterday afternoon.
Hope everyone’s weekends were amazing! I’m off to mail in Garmie and get a replacement. Sad… but wonderful they’re replacing it!
A few pictures:
Tiffany and Cela even got matching Lincoln Marathon shirts and wore them in honor of me! Aw!
My friend’s two year old who also wore her “pretty ballerina” out to lunch. Don’t worry I took mine off before going inside. I couldn’t steal her cuteness thunder!