It was 110% as miserable as I expected, but it is done.
Next time I’m all “Maybe I could do another half marathon!”, please someone slap me. You have permission. Here’s a breakdown of how it went:
Start Line – WOOOO LET’S GO!
Mile 1 – What a gorgeous day.
Mile 2 – This is actually kind of fun, look at all these people!
Mile 3 – *playing air drums to Anti-Flag*
Mile 4 – Wow, are we still on the north side of town?
Mile 5 – The halfway point has to be around here somewhere…
Mile 6 – Yeah, halfway!! That was easy!!
Mile 7 – It’s getting a little warm.
Mile 8 – I’M SO HOT, WHY AM I SO HOT.
Mile 9 – I think I have a blister, but I can’t really feel my legs, so who knows?
Mile 10 – Jesus Christ, there are still THREE MORE?
Mile 11 – Kill me. Anyone. Someone. I will pay you.
Mile 12 – Ok, one more. I can do one more. Just keep moving, legs.
Mile 13 – *don’t pass out, don’t pass out*
Finish Line – Praise Jesus, Zeus, Allah, Buddha, and Vishnu! OMG never again.
Was it fun? No. It was the opposite of fun. But we did it, so there’s that.
I would have finished in my goal time, but I stopped at the 100m to go mark to wait for my dad. Because you just don’t leave people behind, goal time or no goal time. My dad, my sister-in-law and I all started together, so we all finished together too. I can’t wait to see the finish photo of all of us looking equally miserable together.
And THEN in the afternoon I went and got a new tattoo with Beka! She was in town for the weekend, and what better way to do some blogger bonding than via new ink? Beka got a really awesome new piece that I’ll let her show you (you’ve already seen it if you follow her on Insta), and I got the last two lines from the poem Invictus:
The left side of my body needed something, since all 3 of my other tattoos are on the right. Originally it was gonna be ribs, but I think I want something bigger there, so arm it was!
Then I stuffed my face with Mexican food and fell asleep pretty much the moment my head hit the pillow. Today I’m definitely a bit stiff all over… mostly my right hamstring, and I have a pain in my left knee that probably isn’t good. The chafing is also next level. Otherwise though, I survived!
It was great to meet Beka and her husband too, she is just as cool as she seems. I did a completely terrible job of taking pictures… as in I took none. Oops. Next time.