Well, last year I sat on the marathon trail and cheered on the runners as they hit the beginning of their final mile and I saw thousands of tired but elated faces. I decided then that it was no longer time to just think about running the next marathon but to actually do it. It has been something I’ve wanted to do since I’ve moved here and other than a lack of motivation, I have no excuses.
That brings me to today. This morning I woke up to the most beautiful snowfall and very cold temperatures and my first meeting with Team Rio, the group I am running with. I wondered for a second if they would cancel since snowfall has a tendency to shut down the whole city, so I kept checking their facebook page. No updates stating that the meeting was canceled, so I got ready to head towards the meeting. This meeting wasn’t just an informational meeting, either. Our first group run would be after the meeting concluded. Did I mention that it was snowing and cold??? 25 degrees of cold! So I dressed for my first run not really knowing if this was an outdoor or indoor run and drove downtown.
We moved through the meeting packed full of information about the organization that we were going to be raising money for (Big Brothers and Big Sisters) and how we would be going about our next 6 weeks of training but no mention of whether or not we would be running inside or outside. I was starting to get a little scared.
The meeting was coming to an end and they handed out the registration paperwork to those of us that did not pre-register. At the top of the page was the little field to choose what team you wanted to be on, 1/2 marathon walking, 1/2 marathon running, and full marathon. I walked in with the idea that I would join the walking team. There was just no reason to get carried away with this thing. And it’s my first marathon. How in the world would I get to the point of being able to run 13.1 miles? And then the incredible, or maybe the really dumb thing happened. I checked the 1/2 marathon running box.
I have spent the last 7 years saying that the only reason a person should be running is because someone is chasing them to hurt them. Running, for exercise or marathon purposes, just didn’t make since to me. And then this morning I decided if I was going to go 13.1 miles, I was going to run it. Why would I go through all the time and training to walk the 1/2 marathon? I wanted to go all out with my 1/2 marathon. What if this is the only time I run this? I didn’t want to walk away regretting my decision, so I checked running. Well, that moved me into the running team in our group run. We all headed towards the door to break up in teams and get instruction and that is when I realized it. We were going outside. NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
I did not wear enough layers. It was not only snowy and cold, it was also very windy. We all stood outside and received some last minute instruction and I got very cold, very fast. I have no idea what the wind chill was, but my face began to hurt as the wind and snow blew into it. “I am never going to make it” was all I could think. Not running, not walking. It was waaaaaay too cold. And then we started. I ran and ran, waiting for the moment when my body temperature would rise enough to combat the cold. That didn’t happen until the last quarter mile of my 2 mile run. 😦 I also found out while talking to a girl I was running with that we run all our group runs, rain or shine. We are the postal service of running teams.
This will be a very interesting 6 weeks, but I am beyond excited! I can’t possibly imagine how I am going to be able to run 13.1 miles with just 6 short weeks of training, which is why I started this blog. From what everyone was saying, I will run the 13.1 and not remember the struggle of today. I’m going to document this so I can watch my progress. And if nothing else, maybe there will be humorous things that happen along the way, like how I almost threw up after only running 2 miles. 2 MILES!!!! Oh, me! Here I go…