The good news? I finished the 5K without a smidgen of pain in my ankle. The bad news? My legs are holding a grudge. It’s all good! Because I not only surpassed my fundraising goal due to your help, but I also crossed the finish line with a time of 32 minutes and 16 seconds!
Total craziness. I didn’t even have a goal for time. I thought 45 minutes, maybe 60. I hadn’t trained other than the first two weeks with Shiva. Once my ankle blew out, I’d been incapable of running. All last week I lived in fear of further damage and didn’t dare jog. The only hopes I had for Sunday’s race were to finish without killing myself.
The most amazing thing? When I was done and the urge to throw up had subsided, I almost felt like having another go. It was probably just the endorphins talking. Luckily my PH was there to prevent me from doing anything stupid. I felt strong, capable of tackling several marathons. Despite all the pain, running really can be a good time. A great time, even.
Who would’ve thought?
A big part of my success, I know, has a lot to do with the hundreds of people lining the streets, just to cheer us all on. The public support at these events is outstanding. I had no idea just how many people would be there with signs and high-fives and big smiles. It’s hard to say who motivated me more, the people or the sight of their dogs! The combination of all that enthusiasm and the pressure to keep going from those running beside me, inspired me to push myself further than I thought. So far I almost ran the entire first two kilometres. I certainly never planned to do that!
It makes me wonder what I could have accomplished if I’d actually trained properly.
I wish I’d had a camera on me to take photos of some of the signs the spectators made. Many of them were hilarious and nothing short of brilliant. Here is a sample of some of the ones I saw and some of the ones others reported on the marathon website:
“Your perspiration is my inspiration.”
“Go random stranger, go!”
“Don’t stop, people are watching.”
“Run faster, the zombies are gaining.”
“Finish line this way, beer that way. You choose.”
“Run like you stole something!”
“Your feet are hurting because you are kicking so much ass.”
“Pain is temporary, pride is forever.”
I noticed that several of the other runners even attached messages to the backs of their shirts to inspire fellow participants. I wish I’d thought of that. I’ll have to remember for next year.
Yes, next year. With the fantastic time I had on the weekend, I am determined to keep going. I even got my PH to agree to enter the 10K with me in 2013’s Blue Nose. I will have a whole year to get ready. To my own surprise, I can’t wait!
I know you’re probably sick of me prattling on about it, but I really want to thank you all one last time for your support, financial and emotional. I am still so overwhelmed by the fact you took the time to wish me luck and congratulate me after it was all over. Pet bloggers truly are the best people in the whole world. Thank you, thank you, thank you!