Completing this race was pretty bittersweet. This is probably the most I’ve ever trained for the LA Marathon. I made sure I followed my training plan (mostly) and did all my long important runs. I had several 20-mile and 18-mile runs and I was feeling pretty good. I thought I could PR again this year and maybe go below 5 hours.
As I had told my Dad (who walked with me from Mile 19-21), I guess I’ll never get used to doing 26.2 no matter how many times I’ve done it before. His response was that each race is different. Pretty simple and straightforward and true. I knew that but somehow overlooked it.
I was feeling pretty good when the race began. Didn’t really know my pace because my heart rate monitor was acting up so I just went with what was comfortable. I was at mile 11 when I tweaked my back. Those of you who wear heart rate monitors know that at some point (well several), you need to readjust the strap because it will slide down your chest. I was adjusting the strap when I tweaked something in my back. Granted my back started acting up Sunday but it wasn’t enough to really make me think about it.
It went downhill from there. It was weird. I was not in enough pain to stop, but I “felt” the tweak enough that I could not continue to run. I ended up walking after mile 11.
I was able to see Marilyn and her Dad between mile 17 and 18. It was a great pick-me-up. I was able to replenish my drink supply and after some kisses and picture, went on my way.
I was surprised to see my Dad at mile 19. Didn’t know he was going to be on the course. He walked with me for a couple miles and I was also able to see my Mom, who took some pictures.
I guess it’s back to the drawing board for me. Just very frustrating to feel that I did everything right (or so I thought) in preparing for this race to not even come close to finishing as I expected. I know my goal for every race is to finish but with all the training being put into this, I have some higher expectations for myself. Somehow, through this all, I forgot to have fun in all of this. I always had fun but this year I got caught up with numbers and results. Hey, fun is when you reach your goal too, right?
Yeah, this race was pretty bittersweet. I’m glad I finished it but disappointed at the way it was done. I have to say that the only bright spots of my day were seeing Marilyn and her Dad and my Mom and Dad. I love you guys. Marilyn was such a trooper…she was up at 4AM with me and even stayed with me while I waited for the race to begin. I know she had a long day as well because navigating through all that traffic is not fun…she’s awesome!
Oh yeah…my time…06:34…that was probably the frustrating part. I could have gotten that time with no training. Anyways, moving on.