This was not the marathon I trained or hoped for, but I did manage a 39 minute PR. Overall I’d say it was a success, but I’d say completing any marathon with any time a success. What I think society as a whole has lost in recent years is the benefit of failure. I believe our lives on a whole are shaped more by our failures that our successes. Without failure we don’t learn how to succeed. I trained for a 3:40 marathon and most certainly an under 4 hour marathon, what I ended up running was a 4:10:43 marathon……39 minutes faster than my first and best.
I didn’t meet my A goal: 3:40…..fail
I didn’t meet my B goal: 4:00…..fail
I did meet my C goal: 4:10:43..success
Chicago was my 3rd marathon and between miles 10-18 I pretty much swore I would never, ever run a marathon again. That feeling slowly subsided the closer I got to the finish and ultimately by mile 26.2 I knew I would run another. Now that you know the end of the story I think I will start at the beginning.
I secured a cab ride to the start. I am thankful I paid $125 for a VIP tent that I could go to before and after the race. This was thanks to my friend Tia who told me to apply when I registered…best investment ever especially since it was raining. I met this amazing couple from Britain at the tent….Diane and Richard. Diane was in the same corral as me and we hung out together until the race began. Shout out to Diane ran Berlin a few weeks prior and ran both races under 4 hours…..she imparted much of her experience upon me in our short time together. One of the best things about running is the people we meet.
I was told that my Garmin would not work during the race and that was correct. According to my Garmin I had run many 6 minute miles and over 29 miles for the race…..both false. I was thankful for my temporary pace tattoos that I got at the expo thanks to my husband who found the booth at the expo.
The race was wet. I will say I thought the start was great and I never felt crowded. I never had to zigzag around walkers. I was on pace for a 3:40 until about mile 9-10 when my right knee started to hurt. The street was slippery because of the rain and I had definitely tweaked something. After mile 10 I had to slow down. I couldn’t extend my leg without pain. Every single time I tried to speed up it hurt.
My amazing husband rented a bike and rode around Chicago in the rain to see me. He was at mile 14. I cried when I saw him. Considered giving up. Instead I gave him my hat and proceeded on, one mile at a time…..following the blue line. Blue line???? This is the line they measure the course. I wish I could record all my thoughts during the race, but all I can remember thinking was that I was never doing this again and to keep following the damn blue line to the finish.
I ticked down each mile. I followed that damn blue line. Every time I tried to speed up it hurt. By mile 24 I was able to pick it up a bit. Mile 25 I got to see my friend Anthony and I was so happy…..
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Mile 25! I was super excited to see my friend Anthony, as you can tell. I have so much to share about my thoughts and feelings on this marathon, but not yet….soon. . . #racepacerunner #beunstoppable #runchat #runner #chicagomarathon2018 #BQorbust #BQat40 #mrtt #tampamrtt #garminrunner #lilytrotters #noexcuses #teamwr
I hugged him and picked it up. Why does every marathon have an uphill at the end????? Just to test us????
I crossed that damn finish line and cried.. Something about 26.2 miles that incites tears.
I got my Goose Island beer can.
I headed back to my VIP tent where I was able to grab my bag and change within 15 minutes of finishing. Plus they had food and drinks too. VIP tent for a marathon is definitely an expense that is worth it.
This wasn’t the race I trained for or expected, but I finished with a 39 minute PR and the accomplishment of running 26.2 miles. I’d call that a win.
What are your thoughts on failure?