So on Saturday Morning at 8:06 am I did the unthinkable, I finished my first ever half marathon with a time of 1:49:59 (still in the 1:40’s right?). Lets back up to the beginning of the day that started in the wee hours of the morning.
9:30 pm (friday): bedtime after this feast of spaghetti squash (carb loading), shrimp, spinach and marinara with a generous helping of freshly grated parmesan.
3:30 am: My alarm went off and I jumped out of bed and started the most stressful part of the day. Seriously stressful because the weather was 45° at the starting line and drizzly. I had no idea what to wear. I am a naturally cold person so the idea of standing at the starting line and waiting for a half hour in shorts and a t-shirt was a little unnerving. So I layered and decided to make the decision once I got there. Procrastination never killed anyone, right?
3:55 am: Chris picks me up. We had packed our breakfast Friday night which consisted of 3 hard boiled eggs (1 for me and 2 for Chris, which he said he regretted later), toast, fresh whole foods almond butter (the best), and 2 bananas.
4:30 am: We arrive at the mall and try to figure out the bus situation, while staying in Chris’s warm car for as long as possible to avoid freezing.
4:45 am: we boarded a school bus that brought us to the starting line. I think I may have fallen asleep at this point. The bus was nice and warm and Chris’s shoulder was very appealing to my sleepy head.
5:30 am: We are now close to the starting line. We decided to eat our bananas and wait with our sweatsuits on to postpone the inevitable cold.
5:50 am: As Chris told me “In 3 minutes, take your pants off” we stepped out of our baggy sweats and stepped into the racing area to check our excess clothing to pick up at the finish line. At this point the nerves are starting to kick in.
6 am: made our way through the aisles and aisles of porta potties. That was not a pretty smell, in fact it was pretty awful.
6:05 am: we lined up with only ten minutes to go and took this pre-race selfie with the starting line in the background. Love him!
6:15 am: THE RACE BEGAN
At mile 9, just powered through the infamous lemon drop hill.
My parents went over and beyond (per usual) and drove up the north shore to see us run and I got to see them twice and Chris three times during the race. They got up almost as early as we did, to make our day even more special. Thanks parents, Love them too!