Hi everyone! It has taken me a few days but I think Im finally ready to talk about my 10 mile walk from Sunday. We got there, was super exciting, got to say a quick hi and good luck to an awesome chick I follow online and was generally feeling less nervous as we got closer to go time. Then the first mile happened. Took me nearly 21 minutes to finish. I was having some pain in my thigh from the crowned roads and I was in such a sour mood. I never walk that slowly, what was wrong with me, Im never going to finish, etc... I was really emotional and feeling pretty heartbroken. Something happened during mile two though, the road smoothed out and when I was on the downhill of a big bridge I gave it my all running, determined to make up some time. For some reason, when I was running my legs felt a bit better and I did this mile in about 16 minutes. That was more like it. With my confidence back, I pushed myself to run the length of a telephone pole and the walk one for the next several miles. Sure there were times I walked longer and times I pushed myself to go a few more feet while running. I was averaging around a 15 minute mile and it felt good. I was even passing other people! Then the race got us back on the Ocean City Boardwalk for the last for miles and it was crowded and hot! My pace slower considerably back to around 17 minutes and all of a sudden everything started hurting. This is where I couldnt feel my feet any longer. This is where each step was painful in my hips and knees. For 3 long miles I was in agony. Those same feelings from the first mile were coming back. How dare I even attempt something like this? Didnt I know that I was in no shape to do this? When there was 1.1 mile to go I needed the race to be over. I used every bit of stength I had and started running my telephone poles again. I got to the victory lane at the end and ran as if a bear was chasing me to the end. When I got to the finish line I wanted to cry with happiness that I did it. I wanted to puke because, well I did it! I vowed to both do better next year and never do it again. You learn a lot about yourself when you challenge your body like this. I know that Im not a quitter and Im a lot tougher than I give myself credit for. And even with my crappy miles...I finished 4 minutes faster than last year!
Posted on: Tue, 30 Sep 2014 22:27:38 +0000
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