OK honestly I’ve been thinking about taking time to catch up
our blog for hmmmm…how long has it been now….a year and a half? Ugh, seriously! So many noteworthy things have taken place
but we have had little time to catch our breath. So I’ll try not to skip over to many important
parts and, in 3 parts, explain to you how back in June of 2011 a sequence of
events lead us today, on the beaches of Negril, Jamaica in December of 2012.
This is going to be difficult to summarize but here goes
nothin’
CATCHING UP – PART 1 - Left on Hereford….Right on Boylston.
So after a long battle with an IT band issue in the spring
of 2011, Mark and I were both gunning for BQ times at the 2011 Grandma’s
Marathon. I was in an extreme nervous
state at the start line since I spent the spring rehabbing an IT band injury
and not being allowed to run more than 13 miles at a time. I figured a BQ time of 3:40 was a ridiculous
pipedream but I did what I could to put in quality training miles and hoped for
the best. Long story short…..the stars
aligned. The weather was perfect with a
wind at my back and somehow I managed to zone out my brain just trying to catch
the soles of the person in front of me and managed to cross the line in
3:37:51. I was a mush pile having
realized what just happened. But at the
same time, feeling a heavy heart for Mark as he just missed his BQ by exactly
what I made mine in. 2 minutes and 9
seconds.
Now with as much as I just wanted to say I ran the 2012
Boston Marathon, I spent part of my training feeling like I had something to prove. You see, after I ran and qualified at
Grandma’s in 2011, the standards were pushed up. Meaning my 3:40 qualifying time became a
3:35. So I felt like I needed to run
Boston in 3:35 or better to prove I deserved to be there so that’s how I
planned my training. Well….at least
until all hell broke loose…..
I was feeling really good about running a low 8:00 and
change pace until exactly 8 days before Boston.
I remember it and the great amount of fear that took over. I was on my 8 mile taper run and about 6
miles in, out of nowhere came that unmistakable IT band ‘snap’. Best part is that it was in the OTHER
leg. Not the one that was injured prior
to Grandma’s in 2011. I was beyond
devastated. I rushed as fast as I could
to my PT for treatment and nearly begged for Tria to give me a cortisone
shot. I had no idea if it would help
but I didn’t know what else to do. I
spent about 4 days in complete depression, feeling like all the work I did was
for nothing. Hell….I might not even be
able to finish Boston. But again I will
summarize the ending for you and state that while I did manage to get through
about mile 18 or 19 until the IT band pain starting setting in hard…..Mother Nature
didn’t really want any of us to have a good marathon that day anyway. I think Boston 2012 will forever go down as
“that really hot year.” The marathon
for the first time was allowing deferrals to 2013 due to the extreme heat and
was actually urging runners to take the option or plan to walk. So even if I was in perfect condition to
give ‘er hell, NO ONE was able to consider new PRs that day. It was over 70 degrees at the start and by
time I finished the heat index was over 90 degrees. Honestly, I don’t remember my finishing time; 4:20 or 30 something. All I remember was the heat, the crowds and spending lots of extra steps going
all the way across the street to grab a handful of ice when I saw it
available.
And might I add how super awesome it was to have Brandon and Theresa out there cheering for me as well!! Thanks a million you two! It made it so much more memorable to have you there with us!
Boston 2012….check.
There are just too many great photos and it takes too long for me to upload them one by one (Thanks Blogger....) so here is a link to the PhotoBucket album from the entire trip. After the marathon, we explored up the coast to Maine and spent a night in Cape Cod.
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