I ran the Rochester City Marathon yesterday. Well, when I say run, I mean I ran most of it. I walked more than a few miles from mile 18 on, but it was my first marathon and I did not have any idea I was going to actually run it when I woke up in the morning. How is this possible you ask?
Well, about a month ago I received a desperate mass email from this woman looking for a fourth person for their relay team to help with the marathon. Oh, and she also indicated that the registration fee was already paid for. I immediately shot her back an email and said "I'm in!"
Our schedules were so busy that I did not even meet my teammates until minutes before the race start. So, I told myself I am not going to wake up at five in the morning to come out here and run a 10K, I will just run a half. Well, at mile 13 I still felt great and I ran a 1:41 half. I was not pushing it hard, just taking my time. In the back of my mind I kept thinking, if there is the slightest possibility that I might run more, I better lay off. Long story short, I kept going, but I hit the proverbial wall at mile marker 18. I walked a bit, but talked to a lot of really cool people along the way who were in the same boat as me.
The good news: it was an amazingly fun training run for my next marathon: Wineglass Marathon on 4, October 2009 which it looks like I will run with my longtime training partner and friend, Adam Groom.