When I was a 23 year old young buck, I thought it would be a cool to say that I ran a marathon in between every baby that I had, so I made that a goal. So far, I did the goal, and it was actually fun. Enter me getting old. Like 32 years old. Its not the same as when you are in your early twenties. But it was time to start training and fulfilling my goal. I signed up for the Sedona marathon with some of my friends. Jill ran the 10K, Lisa ran the half and Kenzie ran the 5K. I'd like to say that it was a blast and that it was totally worth all the pain and time. But to be honest, this race kind of sucked! First of all, the elevation was high, and that really makes a difference. Secondly, the terrain was hilly! Thirdly, the route was a down and back, which I don't enjoy, I'd rather have a loop, and I was thinking we would run on the road around the town. We ran up a mountain, and ended up running on dirt roads, which is hard! I struggled more than I have in a race. I finally found a second wind around mile 20 and thought to myself, "hey I got this, only 6 more miles." But then mile 23 hit. And it was pretty much uphill the whole run back. I was pretty pissed. When I crossed that line, I wasn't smiling. My time was 9 minutes off my best time ever. Whatever. I will say, the rest of the weekend was fun with my friends and its always fun to say that you accomplished a marathon, so I guess I got that too. Just don't ask my time please! If and that is a huge if I ever do another marathon, I will make sure its in an ideal location.... maybe Honolulu?
This was before, so yeah, we are all happy
Lisa's strategy is to wear a garbage sack around herself to keep warm, and get rid of it on the trail. I had to make fun of her for that one.
Blah, this was pretty much the whole run, I get PTSD just looking at this picture!
The finish line, I wanted to die!
Yay for finishing! Good job friends!
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