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I ran a marathon.

I still find it hard to believe that I ran a marathon on Sunday.

I keep thinking, “Wow, I really did that”.

But let’s rewind for a second and recap.  The last post I wrote, I was all but ready to quit and not run, but with the help of a few friends, I managed to pull off something that had felt almost impossible.

After writing my last blog post and venting my frustrations, I had friends come out of the woodwork to support me. I had an offer of a place to stay in Burnaby, nice & close to the skytrain, so getting to the start line in the morning would be easy!  I had multiple people offering to drive me home from the ferry when I got back to the island, and I had plenty of options for getting from the race to the ferry, but I ended up getting a ride from a friend.

All in all, the whole weekend went really well, so let’s recap, shall we?

On Saturday, I got a ride to work so that I didn’t have to worry about where to park my car while I was away all weekend.  At 3 o’clock, on the nose, as soon as I could get out of the office, I threw my backpack over my shoulders and headed down to the harbour for my first ever sea plane flight!  My nerves about the flight were actually a really good distraction from the butterflies about the marathon. I had no time to think about the 4+ hours of torture I was about to put myself through, my mind was too busy being terrified about the whole flying to Vancouver thing and the instructions on where to find a life jacket incase of emergency did NOT calm my nerves.

Once the plane started to move, I put some ear plugs in and tried to focus on how pretty Victoria Harbour is, and how cool it was to be seeing it from a different angle.  When the engine got louder and the plane started to speed up for take off, I actually found myself to be really calm.  I think the anticipation of the take off was worse than the take off.  As soon as we got in to the air, I was fine. I love being in the air and seeing the world below. Even the landing was no where near are nerve wracking as I had expected!  All in all, I’m glad I chose that method of travel!

Now, with the time savings of the flight, which took less than an hour including check in,  rather than the 95minute ferry ride & hour long drive in to Vancouver, I ended up with some time to spare.  That meant that after landing, I actually got a chance to head down to the race expo and check things out.   Since I originally wasn’t sure that I would make it to the expo, @babymommaruns picked up my race package, so I met up with her there to get it from her.  @jonesee90 was on her way down to the expo to pick me up for dinner, so I wandered around for a bit.

I had a chance to talk to John Stanton from the Running Room about the race, my journey from the “Learn to Run” clinic to my second marathon, as well as the Running Room / WeightWatchers partnership in the Weight Watchers Walk-It Challenge.  I have to say that I loved talking with John one on one and hearing that he is as passionatte about the partnership as I am.

Anyway, after the expo, it was off to dinner at Joey with team #yyjrun!  @briwifruit, @hopebombs , @jonesee90, @babymommaruns, @d_amian_, @lil_cutie_five, @jonsuk!

Dinner was amazing. I am glad we don’t have that chain in Victoria, I would be broke & fat! Seriously, I could have sat there all night and kept eating!   Luckily,  @jonesee90 tore me away from dinner and drove me to the skytrain station so I could make my way to Burnaby to get some sleep for the big day!

Once I was at my friend’s place for the night, it was time to unpack and make sure I hadn’t forgotten anything.   I kind of felt bad when the contents of my backpack exploded all over the kitchen of my host, but I had to go through everything to make sure I wasn’t missing anything!  Shoes, shorts, socks, Garmin, hat, shirt, sports bra, sunglasses, fuel belt, iPod: CHECK!   Looks like we have everything we need.  I guess that means it’s time to get some sleep! Tomorrow’s 5am wake up is going to come quickly!   So before bed, it was a quick phone call to schedule a taxi for the morning, and then it was off to bed.

I can not tell you how appreciative I am of my host, Katie’s hospitality.  She gave up her bed for the night & slept on a futon mattress on the living room floor, so that I could be comfortable the night before the marathon!   It is people like Katie that prove to me that there are still good, kind, giving people in the world.

As I expected, 5am came pretty quickly, and I was surprised how well I slept.  Other than one little time check at 3:15am, I slept right through the night. It wasn’t until I woke up on RACE DAY that the nerves about running a full 42.2km actually hit.

I have a hard enough time eating breakfast early in the morning, so adding the nerves to the mix made it nearly impossible to eat breakfast.  I managed to get the majority off it down before getting dressed and packing my bag. Somehow I managed to do all this without waking my sleeping host until I was just about to head out the door. When I was ready to go, I said a quiet goodbye & thank you and headed out to my waiting taxi!

My first request of the taxi driver was a stop at Tim Hortons, then it was off to the skytrain station to head to the startline!

 

To be continued…

 

 

 

 

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2 Comments

  1. James Koole says:

    Looking forward to the rest of the story…congrats on your epic first marathon!

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