Really, why did I think running a half marathon in Virginia Beach in early September was a great idea? Let me tell you, it was not a great idea. This was probably the most humid, disgusting, miserable race I have ever done. I was dripping by mile 3, and telling myself I only had 10 miles to go was not super inspiring. Augh.
But I still managed to finish with a time of 1:51! And, according to my Garmin (which I trust way more than the race coordinators) the race was actually 13.18 miles, NOT 13.1. Making a person run an extra .08 miles at the end of a race is really just cruel.
The race did redeem itself with the post-race goods. There were Snickers Marathon bars, cold water, 20-oz bottles of gatorade, ice cold chocolate milk (my new post-race drink of choice), bananas, peaches, tuna (kind of a weird choice, but I took some home with me), bomb pops, and 7-11 slurpees!!! So really, the slurpees made it totally worth it. (They also handed out Gatorade, Gu, otter pops, cold wet sponges, and water along the race course. And beer, but I didn't take any of that.)
Being the superhero I am, I managed to take 2 pictures (out of about the 20 total) in which I do not look like I might die. I know, I know. You all wish you could be me. Haha. I even went so far as to steal them from Marathon Foto's website for your viewing pleasure.
3 comments:
Yah, that race totally sucks! Way to go though and yay for fall weather!
those pictures are awesome! and this may be one of your funniest posts ever!
Bravo! I can't wait to run one with you in CA! Much cooler there.
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