Another Half Marathon is in the books – number 7. Far from my best and a little ways from my worst in terms of time but my aftermath attitude is better than any. I was scared until the gun went off because I knew I was undertrained by anyone’s standards. I realized that since my Ashtanga Yoga Retreat in September, I really had not been doing the long runs. I experienced strong short ones and did lots of core work and yoga. But here is no substitute for time on your legs. So, I dropped my expectations and showed up thinking I knew I would finish. The rest was up in the air. And that was okay.
Because I didn’t wear my Garmin (broken) and had no strict time goals, I enjoyed (almost) every step. One aspect of race experience I love is reading the signs along the way. I’ve decided the nicest, most clever, and nastiest (but funny) people make posters and line race courses. Here are some favorites from Saturday:
- Smile, if you peed a little. (I saw 2 runners getting their picture taking in front of it when I passed)
- It this were easy, it would be called: ‘your mom’.
- Camel toe check here.
- Chuck Norris never ran a marathon.
- You don’t sweat brown. (ewww.)
- You’re almost finished. Go faster. ‘That’s what she said.’
Hand’s down, my very favorite parts were:
Seeing my youngest, Jane at Mile 10. (Thanks, Larry!!!)
Knowing my husband (blue shirt/black shorts, nice butt) was rocking his race (way) ahead of me. (Thanks, Larry!!)
I wasn’t just trying to get through this one. I was enjoying most aspects of the journey. So much so I know I have another full marathon left in me. Just one more. That’ll be three, to match my children. And maybe a half ironman. (There, I said it. Again.)
Here are some parting thoughts on the 7th 13.1:
Marrymemile4 – loved seeing the street where my sister lives
Marrymebaldmaninfrontofme – inspired by your tenacity and persistence
Marrymefatherdaughterteam – touched by your bonding method
Marrymewobble – for being a nasty line dance that gets me going when the lyrics say: ‘big girl, back it up’
Marrymeproffitts – for getting my Jane down there, picking up Nick, having lunch with us and being the greatest friends
Marrymedjatmile11 – love you for your funking bass and playlist that makes the pope blush.
Marrymepartypeoplegivingoutbeertorunners – love your zest and hospitality. (No thank you, I waited until the end!!)
I loved 13.1 but I still love yoga more: Marry Me Yoga?
In case you’ve read my last few posts about Amy’s and my journey to Zen meditation – I sat on my zafu the day of and the day after my race and every day for the last 21 days. Enough to start a new habit. There’s something special happening here. The signs are everywhere.
Have you gotten a sign lately?