I don't think I've ever been so afraid of a race.
Here we go. You've been warned.
Plus, I didn't have anything else on the horizon. No other races to train for and pull me through my funk. Instead, I scaled way back on my running, got fat, and continued to sign up for races that I ended up not running.
And you know what? It was GLORIOUS.
My signature "running with my eyes closed" pose is still around.
And that's Vandy Montana running next to me!
Vandy Montana flew in for the race and we ended up running most of the race together, catching up and having a good time. It helped to have someone there to keep me accountable on walk breaks. But, man, it was so fun. I forgot how much fun "jogging" a marathon in a beautiful setting is.
I did get sick around mile 20 or so, and had to slow down more than I'd like the last few miles, until I threw up and felt better. But, to be fair, my legs were pretty tired at that point anyway, so, I'm not sure how much quicker I would have been without the upset stomach.
I finished the race and was thrilled. I am finally a marathoner again. And for the first time in a LONG time instead of having the feeling of... "Ohhh... I should really run today," I now feel like... "Ohhh... I get to run today!"
This smile was for realz.
Watch out world... here I come!
Very slowly, these days, but, I'm still coming.
If you are looking for an actual race report, I suggest one of the other race reports I've written for this race:
2013 Monkey: Spectating The KoB's Bad Ass Sub 2:50 Monkey Finish.
2012 Monkey: Spectating The KoB's Bad Ass Sub 3:00 Monkey Finish. (Also where I yelled GO MOTHER FUCKER With his mother standing right next to me, unbeknownst to me. Always a fun introduction).
Thanks to Trent and all the volunteers for putting on such a great race every year.