The marathon has come and gone and it would seem that my legs are desperately trying to separate themselves from my body today. I enjoyed (almost) every moment of the race, despite feeling a bit worse for wear today in the leg area of my body.
My alarm never went off that morning, but we still made it to the starting corral just before 7 a.m.--and in time for complimentary gloves to fight off the cool temperatures.
The atmosphere throughout the entire race was great: upbeat and positive, and there were many encouraging spectators along the majority of the course. Especially these two, who printed out a gigantic embarrassing picture of yours truly:
That's my sister and brother.
My parents came, too:
My mother in-law and sister in-law were also there to cheer us on.
I spent the early part of the race wondering if I was going to finish. I felt achy and nauseous, which I ultimately chocked up to being dehydrated. I was able to get back on track with Gatorade and Shot Bloks. The more we ran, the better I felt.
However, it's likely that our outfit choices for the day were the highlight of the experience.
As you can imagine, they were an attention grabber and garnered plenty of compliments along the way. My favorite was an man who pointed at us and said excitedly, "I saw those pants in Bexley!" Yup, that was us, 10 miles ago.
The way I see it, if I'm going to run 26.2 miles I would like very much to be as bright and obnoxious looking as possible.
We also had the opportunity to run through Ohio Stadium during mile 18, which was pretty amazing.
Most of the race we both felt strong and happy to be there---which is evident in all those photos. In truth, it was those last two miles that were the hardest and most taxing of the experience. My legs were beyond tired and it took everything I had to put one foot in front of the other. My body was ready to stop, but we kept pushing.
Our finishing time was 4 hours and 38 minutes.
I would do it again in a heartbeat, but I refuse to entertain the thought until after a well-deserved week of rest.