The marathon is 19 days away – NINETEEN!! How is that possible? Time is flying by!
I am not terrified. I am not. I promise. Ok maybe a little.
Training has been ongoing – I had some slipups with the week and a half after my birthday (hardly any running) but things have been kicked back into high gear.
I ran Grete’s Great Gallop which was a fucking disaster. Coming from Long Island into the city is pretty much awful any given day, but it is always worse on the weekends. I had train delays and by the time I was able to get to the park, there was literally a minute left before the gun went off and I still needed to get my bib and drop off my stuff at bag check. I raced to the pickup which was miraculously still open, and threw my stuff at baggage and ran to the back of the corrals. Of course, my legs were shot, having sprinted so much before and so by the time mile 10 came, everything imploded. It was hot, I was tired. I was chafing everywhere – I never had boob chafe before and now it’s like every run. I walked so much of it – those hills in Central Park really wreck your legs. I finished with a God awful time and was devastated by the whole experience. It really made me doubt the marathon coming up.
So, the running Gods were kind to me when it came to the Staten Island half just one week later.
It was super cold and windy at the start and I was upset that I hadn’t worn more layers. But in the end, I am glad I didn’t. Once I started running, I was plenty warm. I’ve run Staten Island twice before and having lived there, I am really familiar with the course. I stopped to use the porta potties at mile 4 which I think was also mile 11 and while I was using the facility, I heard the cheers of the lead male – I looked at my Bia, it was like 45 minutes in, WHOA. INSANITY.
Anyway, overall the race went really, really well. I never felt overall tired or out of breath. I took gels at miles 4 and 8. I drank a lot of Gatorade. I had negative splits throughout and just felt really “free.” I tried to slow down as I had 7 miles later on to run, but I just couldn’t slow down – so I just went with it. And you know what, I had an unofficial time of 2:38, which I have not run in ages, so I was really happy with that.
Afterwards, I munched on a bagel, went to my mom’s house which is also on Staten Island, changed, and headed back out to finish up the miles. I ended up doing 22 total and even in those later miles, where I was very tired – it was more just my feet that hurt – not my legs or anywhere else. So overall, I was a happy runner.
This week is a short week for me – have some stuff to do, one of them being #FitBlogNYC this Thursday, so I am really looking forward to that and seeing some blogger friends.
Hi friends! The marathon is 19 days away – NINETEEN!! How is that possible? Time is flying by! I am not terrified. I am not. I promise. Ok maybe a little. Training has been ongoing – I had some slipups with the week and a half after my birthday (hardly any running) but things have…Read More