Woke up at 4:45am, finally left the hotel after picking up some “race food” to-go bag in the lobby. It was just granola bars, a banana and water. We walked to the start. I was wearing a long sleeve cotton shirt on top of my tank and lululemon crops. 10 minutes into the walk, I was already warm.
It seemed more casual of a vibe than other races. People were sitting on the ground hanging out. No rush to get into corrals at all. Bathroom lines at the start were ridiculous. After running into my roommate, the 3 of us waited online for about an HOUR. No big deal. Got into the corrals at about 7:15am.
After getting to slap the Mayor of Philly’s hand, I was off at 7:31am.
Miles 1-7 weren’t bad at all. I saw the flag of the Philippines within the first few feet of the race. That kept me focused on the goal. So many people had donated already. I kept pace with the 5:00 hr marathon pace group, saw my mom at mile 6, and ran with my friend for most of that time. My stomach was getting a little iffy towards mile 7. We hit that crazy hill before Drexel’s frat houses and she sprinted up and left. It was weird thinking, wow she’s almost done and I have 20 more miles to go.
Miles 7-10 kept with the 5:00hr pace group and lost them when the gel stations hit right before mile 10
Mile 10-13 had to stop, finally gave in and jumped on the port potty line. Probably took 15 minutes offmy time.
Mile 13-16 I was feeling good, running next to the Scyulkill and boathouse row. So many good crew/rowing memories from high school and college. My left foot was starting to bother me a bit.
Mile 17-18 HELLO WALL! You know how people talk about hitting the “wall” at mile 20, well that wall came early. I was just feeling fine then BAM, soreness came on, my foot was screaming, it was HOT! When I started the race at 7:30am, it was about 54 degrees, it was about 65 degrees when I finished. That portion of the course had some shade but not enough. Did some run/walking.
Miles 19-21 Just not having it. I was in so much pain at that point. The course was boring me. It was hot hot hot. My clothes were annoying me at this point, that bodyglide did nothing for me. My stomach wasn’t having it either. I was sick from taking so much GU and gatorade even though I had a lot of it during training. I was incredibly nauseous.
Mile 22-24 I joined the 5:30 pace group. The leader was using a run/walk approach and talking us through it. Telling us to imagine the medal, etc. It was helpful. I finally felt like I got back into gear. Except the leader had to drop off and someone took over for him. As soon as he stopped, so did I. Right around mile 24, I took my phone out and turned airplane mode off (texts, etc that buzz annoy me). I checked my email and saw that a few people had donated that morning. Including one that I didn’t expect to and had just gone through a really traumatic event a few weeks ago. I put my phone away and just started running AND CRYING. Not sure if that set me off or just everything together but I was definitely crying for a good mile until mile 25 when I saw way more spectators again.
mile 25-26 Eventually I stopped crying approaching mile 26 and had caught back up with the 5:30 group. I had sprinted the very end and passed the pace group. Finished at 5:32.
I was upset during the race since I was right on pace for a 5 hours (and maybe a 4:45 finish) and just failed. I told everyone outloud that I had no expectations since I really don’t know what I’d run it in. Partially true but I did hope to finish under 5 hours. I definitely think I can break 5 or 4:45 knowing that I struggled through it once.
RACE RECAP: strong, stomach issues, strong again, wall, run/walking, crying, run, sprint, then DONE.
On a positive note: I’ve raised over $1,000 for UNICEF & Haiyan victims since Friday! Hooray!
Random note: finally got my +1 credit added to myNYRR account – NYC Marathon 2014 here I come!