So I had a few mentally dark days two weeks back after getting nailed by that car. I’d also really been hating running after Chicago. I hated running before Chicago because I wanted to be fast so bad. I was listening to “Born to Run” on audible and some of the best ultra runners and regular runners to just ran out of joy and success comes later. That being said you can still be wrestling with exhaustion, persevering through physical fatigue, and have the mental capacity to remain happy and want to finish. Why did I do so well in Lehigh Valley last year? I had fun all summer! I ran with friends, I ran 50ish miles a week or less, I ran slowly, even my long runs were 8:40-9:30 min miles on average, and I did a TON of hot yoga. Then I hit 3:21 during race time. Chicago I ran my long runs 7:30 min miles ran 70 miles a week and kept having weird panic attack’s only to pull a hammie and work over a year for a 2 min PR. Whaaaaat.
So to get over my “fuck running” feelings and despite my coach’s disapproval I decided to run Austin for the joy of it. It wasn’t easy or perfect or fast, but I saw the city and some funny shit and burned off some tacos – left without injury. Ok cool!
So the race shirt was cool- sponsored by under armor the race was small-ish. On my instagram everyone seemed to have run Houston a few weeks prior – looks like that’s the Texas Mac daddy of marathons. Here’s the shirt
It’s probably the cutest slogan I’ve ever seen. “RUN RUN RUN”
Got there early and peed – the start line was cool. No pop music to start – we got “danger zone” and when it was time bright smoke shot from the top of the lights from big smoke machines – it was the coolest start to a race I’ve ever seen. Still pretty dark out when we started off.
OK so the problem of my GI stems from how this was a “fun” race. Yes my period flow was on uncomfortably heavy, yes I was wishy washy about the race since I signed up for it. Yes because this was a fun race I didn’t go by my normal three day carb only plan. The night before I had an omelette and vegan ice cream even though I knew damn well I should have bagels with jelly or pizza w no cheese like Chicago or a burrito w rice and beans maybe some tofu like Lehigh. But no. My dumbass went in on adding extra avocado and vegan chocolate ice cream named after a metal band or whatever. It was damn good too.
So was I shocked I had to stop at EVERY porta potty the next 11 miles!? Eh before I realized what I’d done- yeah I guess – but I knew better and I just didn’t bother. Luckily I ran first few miles a little fast so they were still clean when I got to them.
Austin tx looks a lot like Bridgeport. I saw a few guys running shoeless and a girl w a Daria tattoo.
I almost dropped out because of my GI issues – thinking I’d finish the half and even if I didn’t get a medal it would be done and thinking how lucky the half marathoners were.
Then not to sound corny but then I started thinking about being happy again, my stomach was pretty much done being disagreeable, and maybe I was the lucky was because I had a chance to see the WHOLE city not just the south and west. I was capable to have a diff opportunity than them and all I had to do was keep it moving. So I did and ended up with an extremely fun and surprisingly comfortable last 13 miles. The times weren’t my best but it was first marathon that I had negative splits.
The only thing I hated was the snack bag. I couldn’t get a freaking banana?? Weird Cheetos Oreos and a fruit cup ? Straight to garbage. The end.