Hello from Las Vegas! Last night was the event that brought me to Vegas in the first place…the Rock n Roll Marathon race series. If you’ve been following along you’ve heard by now that I have been planning this marathon for quite sometime. Well…it didn’t exactly go as planned.
I posted the photo above on Instagram right before I headed to the start line. I love it because it is so very true. “The outcome is uncertain.” What a statement that is. It rang very true for me last night…
After spending the first two days walking around more than I should have I spent yesterday resting and staying off my feet as much as possible before heading to the start line. Everything was good. My fueling was on point. My hydrating throughout the day couldn’t have been more perfect. I was ready…then I got to the start line. Macklemore and Ryan Lewis played a live concert while I was stretching and warming up which was awesome energy! I kept having a lot of trouble getting my quads loose, but I was hoping they’d give in once I started running. Boy was I wrong. The weather was cold with wind gusts causing it to feel about 41* by the time I crossed the finish line. I wasn’t prepared for that and expended a lot of energy waiting in the start corral shivering…which only led to tighter quads! Finally we took off running and things felt good. My breathing was under control within the first mile, I was hitting my mile markers under my cutoff times, and I was definitely enjoying the view as I ran along the strip with tons of people cheering. My quads still weren’t loose, but they were moving at least. By mile 8 I was using every ounce of strength to put one foot in front of the other as my quads finally had enough and started cramping. Luckily the cutoff for the half marathon was at mile 9. I made a very touch decision on the fly to pull myself off the marathon course. With a five hour cutoff time I knew I wouldn’t make it with my quads cramping so early, and I wasn’t about to go home without crossing a finish line. It may not have been the finish line I planned, but I did cross the half marathon finish line somewhere around 2:45:00. It was far from my best time, but I wasn’t setting any expectation on this race in the first place.
There will always be a little disappointment with having to admit I can’t do something, but I can’t honestly say I failed. The goal for this race was to have fun with my family, enjoy a mini getaway in Vegas, and have an opportunity to run the strip. I can proudly say I met that goal because I’ve had a blast this weekend, so my failure really isn’t a failure at all.
Vegas may have won by half, but I have 3 weeks of recovery to try this marathon thing again back home on a course I’m very familiar with. The California International Marathon has been my end goal all year, so I’m thankful I’ve learned to listen to my body and was able to stop and not cause an injury so close to the last race of 2014. Time to shift focus to recovery and kick some booty back in Sactown!
And the only way I won’t finish that one is if they cart my unconscious body off the course.