Four years ago, if anyone were to tell me that I would one day be able to run over a mile, and enjoy it, and eventually run and complete a half-marathon under 3hrs, I would not have believed them. It was unimaginable to me.
But we (the bro, the hubby and me) did it last weekend! I’m very proud of all of us! It didn’t come easy and there were some tough days leading up to it: too much sight-seeing and walking around Montreal in the rain and chill, and too much exploring at the fun Running Expo and not enough focus on proper nutrition and carbo loading, and me getting some bad stomach cramps and a severe headache the night before; my bro got a giant bruise on his shin when he slammed it the day before the trip, my hubby’s sinuses acting up….
But all that goes out the window when you become part of the crowd! The energy of race day takes over. When I registered, I put myself down for the last corral, thinking at best, I would finish around 3:30
minutes. (The time limit was 3:45.) I didn’t have high expectations on my time — just wanted to finish under the limit. The first 6 miles wasn’t so bad. Even the next 2 after that was ok. But mile 9 and beyond became a mental and physical battle. The sole of my left foot, and eventually right foot, and the bony area under both big toes started hurting like a mutha$@$!@# every time each foot landed and it only got worse as I ran. It felt like my feet were going to split open right at the big toes. I started to try not to land on the ball of my feet and that made my knee start to hurt a lot. Then my thighs started to burn and ache, and my calves would tighten up and many times
around mile 11 or 12, my knee did not want to bend anymore. But my hubby stuck with me to keep coaxing me on even though he could have just sprinted on ahead as he was doing ok and wasn’t feeling as much pain or fatigue as I was. At one point, I even spent several minutes just speed walking my way through the streets of Montreal. Throw in more walk breaks and stretch breaks as we neared mile 13…. and somehow, the finish line was near. Montreal has the friendliest and most supportive spectators — en francais too! When a spectator saw me walking and shouted, “come on, it’s only 500 meters away!”, I started running again and pushed myself to keep running till I crossed it at 2:59! (Those were the longest 500 meters of my life!)
Right after crossing the finish line, all I wanted to do was lie down on the grass and have someone massage my thighs and calves and lower back because everything hurt! Standing was an ordeal as the lactic build-up was just cramping up all over my thighs and we were all walking funny. But somehow, we managed to chill for a while, take in the ambience, watch the post-run concert a little bit, amble out of the park and mosey on down to St. Denis for some poutine and burgers at Frites Alors! before getting back to the hotel room to stretch and massage out those sore muscles!
Do I want to do this again? If you asked me right after I finished, I may have said no. Now, a week later, I do feel like doing it again! 🙂 Maybe not right away. My knee pain still haven’t fully disappeared and I still have to rehabilitate it. But I have a few short NYRR races that I’m thinking of signing up but will wait till after I come back from my next trip. What I would want to improve on next time is the training — start training earlier and adhere to the training plan with more discipline and have better nutrition goals. I didn’t train very well this time and hurt my knee back in July/Aug. I also didn’t eat right (having drank alcohol prob 3-4 times the days leading up to the race trip and also eaten more fried, oily foods than I should have) and never ran more than 6 miles before hitting the 13.1 so it was pretty brutal on my body. That said, all the soreness officially left my legs by Wed or Thurs.
My new running goals is to improve on speed and to attain the following:
- sub 30min 5k
- sub 1hr 10k
- achieving the 10-min mile (and eventually hitting a sub-10 min mile if possible)
- drop 15 lbs (which would help with speed and take a load off the knees!)
Thank you Montreal for a great race!
