First Halk Marathon Completed…ouch!

Wow this one hurt, my legs ache as I write this, I am not sure how I will cope with work over the next few days as my body tries to recover.

Finish time 1:57:00, thus I beat my 2 hour goal, but missed my 1:45 target time.

For the first 4km I was keeping pace with Kevin, but I knew this would not last, and he slowly gained several paces by the time we hit 5km. At this point I gave up on the pursuit and decided to drop into a comfortable pace that I knew would last.

By the time I hit 11km I was still feeling really good. Running to the beat with DJ Peter Cannellis was keeping me moving strong, and his first 1 hour track had come to an end. The next song was too slow of a beat so I just hit rewind and listened to the first song again, knowing that I needed to finish the race before the song ended to keep the 2 hour time limit.

I had a coworker setup my cameras at 13km, here’s a nice shot he took of me:

13km into my first Half Marathon and still feeling strong, the pain had not yet set in…

 

Thanks Lee.

As we rounded the south end of the track I was still passing people who were now starting to break down. I was 15km in, but exhaustion was starting to creep into my legs. By the time I hit the 16km mark I was really starting to feel the pain. My left knee was starting to give up, on the outer collateral ligament. I could feel the pain starting to build. Each foot fall added a very slight amount and it was only a matter of time before it would be too painful to continue. At the 17km mark I need to stop and walk it off. This was a really tough mental challenge, because I knew all the people I had just passed were now going to pass me back. I was loosing time and needed to keep moving.

For the next 3km I was walking on and off every 500 or so meters to let the pain subside. We came up to the final aid station and I stopped completely to drink the water. This was only about a 15 second ordeal but I was far from proud at this moment. I knew I wanted to finish strong so the rest was needed. I had about 1km to go and there was no stopping allowed.

I picked up the pace and focused on the goal, finish before the song ends. Pushing the pain out of mind I started to increase my stride. I rounded the last corner and had the finish line in sight…there was no stopping now. Simple fact, the faster you run the sooner its over. I want to finish strong and a sprint across the finish line will do just that. With only 250 meters to go I kept a steady increase to my pace. By the time I was 50 meters out I was running in a full sprint as fast as my damaged legs would carry me. This actually increased the praise from the crowd waiting at the side lines, I could hear people cheering me on as I “let er rip”.

I was done, and it felt good. All the senses came back and suddenly it was all real again. Its amazing how tunnel like my vision was as I ran that last 1km, I don’t really remember much of it, but the moment I exited the finish line area I could suddenly see in vivid color again. It was a sureal moment.

This was the last planned race of the year, thus it is now time to recover, reflect, and starting thinking about next years goals.

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