Sorry to keep you in suspense. I, for one, would have been quite upset to wait so long to hear how you did.
I didn’t want to keep you waiting, but… well… more on that tomorrow.
For now, I’ll keep this short and sweet.
First, I finished!
I crossed the line at 1:48:22. Not too shabby. My pace was 8:15 which is much better than I expected!
Best of all, I conquered Holy Hill. In fact, I placed second in my age group for making it up the two mile hill the quickest! And I was worried…. pshaw!
The day was beautiful! No rain. No wind. While waiting for the starting gun, I was a little cold, but by mile 4, I worried I was wearing too many clothes.
My hubby found a couple of places to cheer me on and snap some pictures. I was so thankful he agreed to come with me.
It’s not easy to pick one person out of a crowd of 10s of thousands, but he’d gotten a text right before mile 6, so he knew I was coming. The shot above was taken at the start of Holy Hill. At this point, I was feeling pretty awesome!
I stayed strong until about mile 10. By this time we had climbed a couple of more long gradual hills and my legs were feeling it. Not my knee, surprisingly, but my quads. Especially my left one. It began cramping up and burning so much that I had to stop and walk for a bit. I stopped 3 or 4 more times to stretch and beat on them to loosen them up. Each time, other runners would urge me on, giving me enough energy to go a little longer. I was determined to finish the last mile without stopping, and even crossed the finish line with a lot of gusto.
I was a little disappointed at having to stop, but happy that my overall time wasn’t affected that much. I accepted my medal with pride.
Tomorrow I’ll explain why it took me so long to post. But for now you can all rest easy that I actually did finish, and I’m NOT still running, RC.