Well, those things can be said about my Indy Womens half marathon race on Saturday.
Saturday morning started out great. I got to hang out with Christie, who I hadn't seen in ages. I got to meet and say hi to a couple facebook friends, the weather was nice and cool, everything was perfect!
Almost as soon as the race started, I could tell that I was going to start chaffing. That's a problem I never have, so it's something I don't have to think about. But I remembered the last time I wore this skirt, I was 15 lbs. thinner. Thanks to the stress of life lately, I guess I've been drowning my sorrows in too much ice cream.
It got so bad, so quick. At the 5k turnaround mark, I was seriously considering turning. But then I thought about the gorgeous medal that I really wanted. (It's the little things!)
I wanted to scream in pain with every step. And that's not a pain that will ease with walking, so it hurt either way!
Finally at the 7 mile mark I stopped at a medical tent and they gave me something for it. That definitely helped me finish out the race, but most of the damage had already been done. Also around that time, and for a couple miles my stomach was really hurting. I have no idea why. I didn't eat or drink anything out of the ordinary. So, I paid the porta potty a nice long visit. Ugh.
Isn't running gross and embarrassing? Well, it is what it is, and it happens to all of us.
I love Indy, it's a beautiful city. It was a lot of fun running through it. The course was mostly flat, with a lot of shade too. Which was nice because it warmed up a LOT! The volunteers and water/powerade stations were awesome too.
I didn't look at my time until I was on mile 13. I knew it was bad and didn't want to start crying any sooner than I needed to. I finally see Christie and Jeremy at the finish.
So, it was very disappointing, I shed a few tears. Knowing that this was my last big race until the end of September, made it harder.
But, it's ok! I wasn't going to let it ruin my mood or my day. I just focused on my race 2 weeks ago, and remembered that the majority of my races are good ones. And what they say is right, I appreciate those even more!
And I KNOW what I need to do. I am now serious about getting this 15 off again, plus 20 more.
|Getting to hang out with my girl definitely made me feel better!|
Love the bling! Oh, and as for the drumstick, I decided not to even take 1 bite. Now that's some willpower!
Have you had a bad race?
Anyone wanna lose a few pounds with me? I do so much better with some accountability!