SLC MARATHON 2010

The day finally came...we have been training for this half marathon for several months now. When I started to train back in February I didn't think I was going to be able to do it. I am not a runner, I never was, and I thought I never would be. I proved myself wrong! Dave on the other hand ran track in high school and loves to run. He had no problem with this, I think his biggest challenge was staying at my pace and not getting ahead of me. Okay, so Tuesday prior to the race my foot started to hurt. I taped it up and tried to baby it and by Friday it felt okay. I went to pick up our race packets on Thursday and was super excited. We woke up at 4:30am Saturday morning to give ourselves enough time to get to the starting line on time. We made it to Salt Lake and then waited for quite some time to get on Trax to get to the starting line. Trax was so full with the thousands of people that were racing that day. Luckily, we got a seat and were able to sit on the ride up.

We made it to the starting line area with about 15 minutes to go. Just like the other girls I had to use the bathroom before the race! We were short on time, but if I didn't go before I knew my bladder would not last for the entire 13.1 miles! There were tons of people in the lines to use the portapotties.We started about 20 minutes after the gun time, but we had a clean start and got to run off the starting line instead of walk. We were doing amazing and had a really good pace going. I think it was about mile 5 that I started to feel some pain in my foot again. I tried to ignore it and just kept running at the good pace we had going. I started to run on my toe, which helped it a lot. After about 3 more miles I could barely stand it. I finally told Dave and we really slowed down. I tried to walk, but it felt worse so we just kept running. It was awesome because there were people along the entire course cheering everyone on! I really needed that because without it I would have let the pain get to me. I really started limping the last 2 miles or so and Dave was helping me run by holding some of my weight as we ran arm in arm. The last half mile or so was filled with tons of spectators cheering people on as they reached the finish line. My pain went away and we ran to the finish line. As soon as I crossed that line the pain shot through my foot and I was done. I had a bag of ice and was limping for the rest of the time. We got our finishers medals and finished the race in about 2 hours and 20 minutes. We could have had a much better time than that, but those last few miles really killed and people kept passing us. I guess at that point I just wanted to finish the race. Dave kept offering me a piggy back ride, but I wanted to finish on my own. We were so happy and Dave was so proud of me. We enjoyed out time at the finisher's area and were greeted by family. Overall, it was a wonderful experience.




On the way home I took off my ankle tape and noticed that my ankle was bruised. It hurt extremely bad and I hobbled on it or had Dave carry me. It was pretty swollen and sore.

We got home and were locked out of the house. Dave got into the house and we ate some pasta and he played some video games to relax. After that we watched an episode of 24 and then slept for like 3 hours. When we finally woke up we went to dinner with Clint and Cassie. Cafe Rio never tasted so good! That night I took my last final exam ever and got a 94/100!!

Monday morning I went to urgent care because I wanted to get my ankle looked at. I figured if it was sprained I wanted to be sure it wasn't too bad. I thought I would take a week off to rest my foot and then get back to my normal routine that includes Zumba and now running. Unfortunately, I left urgent care with a walking cast because I have a stress fracture. I get to wear my wonderful boot for two weeks minimum! It is going to be difficult, but I guess my body is actually going to get the rest it needs. Too bad graduation is Friday!