Wow, where do I begin? I can’t believe it’s all over and here I am back in San Diego. Before I say anything about the race I need to give a HUGE thank you to the peeps at Airbnb who sponsored me and chose me for their team! I know how hard it is to get into the NYC Marathon and I feel incredibly lucky to have had the chance. Everyone who works there is just ridiculously amazing. I think it’s a pre-requisite to be super cool to get hired at Airbnb. THANK YOU times a million for the most amazing race experience of my life.
Now we can cut to the chase in case you didn’t see my Instagram post:
Warning: This is going to be a LONG post and I will still manage to forget some very important details. I’m all over the place right now but wanted to write while it’s still fresh. I won’t be offended if you just checked in to see my finish time. 🙂 Happy Monday!
If you want to read about how everything went in NYC before the race, I wrote about it here. Basically everything went very smoothly leading up to the marathon unlike Boston which was a total mess.
I popped out of bed at 4:30 AM (1:30 AM my time – yikes!) on race morning and was greeted with an e-mail from the New York Road Runners association regarding the wind. I thought I must have jynxed myself after all the raving I did about how perfect everything was. They were calling for 50mph winds and were making some changes to race day logistics. That can never be good.
I got ready super fast because I was paranoid about being late to the hotel where my VIP bus was picking me up (thanks again, Airbnb!) I had time to grab a soy latte and eat my breakfast in the warmth of the Sheraton before buses departed. It was lovely. When I finally got on my warm charter bus, there were only 4 other women on it. Just the 5 of us had a private ride all the way to the start. It was kind of ridiculous but also relaxing so no complaints here.
|big, empty (warm) bus|
Since the bus was so comfy and cozy, it was a very rude awakening having to get off and wait hours in the freezing cold for the start. This was definitely not my favorite. I HATE the cold (hence why I moved to southern California) and it was pretty brutal with the wind and all.
|the other runners in my village just waiting and freezing.|
You know it’s brutally cold and windy outside when going into a port-a-potty is actually a relief! I usually get in and get the hell out, but this time around I took my time because it was so much warmer in there. Disgusting, I know!
|the Garmin I used|
Of course you desperately want to stop after 20 miles. Of course it’s going to hurt. Of course all of the little aches and pains you felt before the race are going to intensify and feel overpowering and YES, that would be a great excuse to stop. But don’t. Just don’t. This is the part that makes all the difference. These miles right here are the make-it-or-break-it miles. You can crumble (which sounds so appealing) or you can suck it up, endure the pain, and push with everything you have until you are depleted but victorious.
It all sounds very dramatic, but if you’ve ever run a marathon, you know that it is. The end of a marathon is intense and emotional and so freaking hard! I think it’s pretty safe to say most of us just want to stop and cry. Right?!
But we don’t! That’s what makes us marathoners. I can’t even tell you what happened at the end. I had a non-stop talk with myself and just powered through. That is the only way I can explain it. When I ran through the finish (with the ugliest, most intense face) I looked down at my watch and saw 3:29 and I was ecstatic! Not only did I qualify for Boston, but I ran a sub 3:30 in crazy conditions, on a tough course nonetheless. I was definitely proud. It made me wonder what would have happened on a flat course with better conditions. New goals are in the works already…
|I have never finished a marathon without bloody feet. I guess it’s tradition at this point.
I could feel this start bleeding at about mile 3. That was lovely. 😉
The moment I turned on my phone it started ringing and it was Brittany who was equally as ecstatic. It was nice to hear her voice and share in the excitement with someone.
While my official finish time says I ran an average of 8:00 min miles on the dot,we all know you run more than 26.2 miles in a marathon (especially with all the weaving) so according to my Garmin I ran a 7:56 average, and let’s be honest, that sounds way cooler. 😉
Post-marathon was intense and awful and I almost missed my flight, but let’s save that for another post.
I came home to this sign from Brittany which made my night…and then we both passed out on the couch.
|this is what a girl looks like who just ran a marathon and then hopped on a plane for 6 hours. So hot.|
I have figured out exactly what works for me and I plan to write an entire post about that because after 5 marathons it is so incredibly clear.
So that’s my race recap, guys! If you read the entire thing, you deserve a prize! Seriously, how boring (if you’re not me.)