Yesterday morning we got up and drove to the Metro at 6:30am where we hopped on with a million other runners. It’s a good thing we got on when we did in Arlington because it got super crowded the closer we got to the start. One girl even got her arm caught in the Metro doors!
The crowds in the Metro
We had enough time to go to the bathroom once (the lines were long and slow) and then I had to sprint to get to my corral #2 in time for the start.
I started running and almost immediately met reader Katie R. who’s also originally from Alaska. We ended up running nearly 12 miles together, and since she was running the half so we sorta inadvertently pushed the pace beyond what I would have run on my own.
We passed the 5K mark in 23:19, 7:31 pace. I knew it was going to be warm out and I knew I was screwing myself for later in the race with a fast start, but I enjoyed talking with Katie and decided to forget all about that negative split stuff. wasn’t gonna happen.
We passed the 10K in 46:39, also 7:31 pace. It was getting warm out and I felt like we were going a little fast but not terrible. I also met reader Meg within the first couple miles – hi girl!
Katie split off around mile 12 since she was running the half and I took my turn off for the full marathon. My one thought at this point was that I just knew the second half was going to be boring, hot and slow.
I passed the halfway mark at 1:38:45 which was about the same split as my PR race which surprised me a little but also solidified that I was setting myself up to die later in the race. knowingly. awesome.
I turned my music on at mile 16 and settled into the grind – the course got more and more boring and un-scenic as we went along and hotter.
(These were from the first couple miles)
I hit 20 miles at 2:30:56, 7:32 pace and that’s when things got tough. I was hating the ugly course, the nonstop rolling hills, the headwind, the heat, everything. The last 6 miles were absolutely miserable. a death march.
The heat really got to me: a couple times I threw up water instead of keeping it down, and I really struggled mentally those last couple of miles. And my pace slowed down too, from 7:30s to 7:45s.
But I kept at it somehow and (barely) kicked to get to the finish.
I finished in 3:18:21, 2nd in my division, 8th woman and 118th overall. average pace: 7:34.
I chugged some water, chatted with the cute Refuel with Chocolate Milk ladies, pounded a low-fat chocolate milk and then took off again in search of my friend.
I walked out of the course area and doubled back in a very slow walk/jog to mile 22.5 to find my friend R and run her in to the finish.
We ran and walked a few hills to the end. I pulled off to the side right before the finish line chute but sprinted alongside it watching her cross the line with a 6 minute PR in 5:02!
My Garmin said 33.72 total miles, but it was really long for the marathon (.32) and I walked some so I’m going to count it as 32 miles (some were pretty slow, for me) in the books.
I’m so proud of R who had some digestion issues and still had a PR. And it was pretty dang warm out, not an easy day to run, but she killed it.