Last Sunday, I ran in the ING New York City Marathon! It was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. I completed my fourth marathon, and definitely the most difficult one yet. Why was it so hard? My training sort of fell off when we got word that we were moving to Austin. I had to make some choices and running 17 miles rarely made the top of my list. But the course was difficult too! There were bridges, and hills and gusty winds. Not good things when you're trying to run 26.2 miles. But, I did it! In 4 hours, 50 minutes and 44 seconds. Not my best time by any means but it was the best I could have done that day.
It was a LONG day too. I left my sister's house in Manhattan at 5:00 in the morning. I hopped in a cab and headed to the Staten Island Ferry. I took the 5:45am Ferry to Staten Island and waited around for 4.5 hours. Yup, four and a half hours. I was avoiding the cold. Then at 9:45am, I took a shuttle bus to the start line, which was about 3-4 miles away from the Ferry. All that and I hadn't even started running yet!
The course awesome. I saw the entire city, and there were people cheering everywhere. There was also police everywhere, on every single block to be exact. Security was tight after the Boston Bombings. The course was tough. I think the worst part was running over the Queensboro Bridge around mile 16. Actually, yes, that was the very worst part.
I was thrilled to see my mom, sister and niece at around mile 22. I was hurting bad at that point. I was in a lot of pain, especially my back, and had been looking forward to seeing them. I stopped for a quick hug (maybe a couple tears) and then I was on my way to the finish. Yay! (Except... I was still very far away from the finish line).
I don't really have any after pictures. I was so dead tired and cold and just wanted to go home to my sister's and eat cheeseburgers. It was a grueling day but so worth it! Even with the seemingly endless inconveniences, I am really happy I did this race. It was a very challenging experience but I made it through. (I think that's the whole point of these crazy things.)
My mom and I celebrated on Monday morning with a big lunch and some afternoon cocktails at Red Rooster. Then, it was back to Chicago for her and back to Austin for me. THAT was weird. Flying back to Austin... still not used to living in a different state.
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