On race day I was so excited because Rebecca Meyer was also running the race and I hoped I get to see her. She was on Biggest Loser and her season was the season that inspired me to begin running.
So the race started and about 1.5 miles into it I look back and there is Rebecca Meyer! Holy cow! I slowed down and told talked to her for a little bit...she said she was proud of me and I told her I was proud of her...it was GREAT!
So at mile 2.4 my knee started to bother me and by mile three I was limping. I could no longer run. I had two choices walk 10.1 miles or quit. I really wanted to quit...but I wanted that medal even more so I started walking.
At mile 6 I was in horrible pain even though I was only walking. Rich met me there with an Ace Bandage and I wrapped my knee tightly. I was crying and ready to give up. I think if I hadn't been a mother I might have done just that.
So I walked and walked and walked some more. 10 miles takes a long time to walk. At mile 10 my knee was feeling much better and I jogged off and on until mile 12.5. From there I ran...I ran faster than I'd ever run before...I had a pace of 8.36 on my Garmin. I crossed the finish line after 2 hours and 56 minutes. They gave me the medal I really wanted...but I didn't feel like I had earned it...it was bittersweet.
This morning I woke up and could hardly walk...my upper calves don't feel sore they feel like they're on fire. I'm limping everywhere and haven't even gotten dressed yet. Walking uses different muscles than running...I had no clue. When I'm able to run again I'm going to train for 3 weeks and walk for 1...just in case.
Today with all this pain I feel like I earned me medal. :o)
This is Becca, a running buddy, and I after the race. :o)
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