Many months of training lead up to yesterday’s big race. Lots of hydrating this past week and eating the “right” foods leading up to the final days.
Starting point was my home away from home, Dodger Stadium. I never get tired of taking in the beauty that is Chavez Ravine. Thanks to my brother Mario, who got up at the insane time of 4:30 a.m. to drop me off (much appreciated).
Around 6:45 a.m. we start to make our way to the start line. As part of being a member of the LA RoadRunners, you are suppose to get a special corral start right behind the elite runners, it was not the case this time around. This is suppose to be one of the perks of joining, and I wonder now, why weren’t we told of this before hand?
After a 30 to 40 minute delay, the race is finally under way with “I Love LA” blaring from the speakers. It took us another 20 minutes to actually make it pass the start line to be officially underway.
Making our loop around the stadium, it was already evident that the heat was going to play a roll in this race, and impact a lot of the runners. By mile 2 we were sweating too much which was a bad sign. The first 10 miles had a lot of hills, by mile 8 I was already gassed. The heat+hills+fast pace+no walking breaks=all my energy being wasted. Plus, you know something is off when one of our pace leaders ends up throwing up around mile 8 or 9.
After mile 10, it became a battle every step to the finish to not quit. Exhausted, fatigued and cramping I never felt as awful physically as I did during those last 16 miles. I felt worse this marathon than I did my previous two marathons, my first one being without any training.
Miles 18, 19 and 20 were another obstacle, already in pain and growing pain in my ankles these hills were my last realization that this course had defeated me, brutally. Walking at up to mile 21, I finally hit San Vicente, boy was I glad to finally reach this street! There was some nice trees all along the side of the street providing shade and also I knew it was all down hill from here to the finish line, that helped me pick up the tempo to the end. As I passed mile 25, I ran out of Gatorade and was running on fumes to the finish. Whatever strength or will power I had left was mustard up to run to the end. Lots of grunting and heavy breathing. I finally heard the yells from my brothers and mother, blew them a kiss, and forced myself to the finish line. I’ll be interested to see how I look in that photo, my guess on the brink of collapsing.
Very angry, disappointed and frustrated at my time. My goal was to come in exactly in 5 hours. I wanted to cut my time by half an hour this race. I ended up coming in at 5 hours 50 minutes, which ended up being a worse time than last year, by 15 minutes. At this moment, I do not want to run or drink Gatorade for a very long time. Yesterday’s race took away any love I had for running. I know the marathon is suppose to be challenging, but it’s also suppose to be a pleasurable experience as well. This course ended up being more challenging than I had expected. But, I think I’ll be with the RoadRunners once training starts again. Actually, I just bought some compression leggings and realized I am in need of new running shoes as well.
If I stop running, I want it to be on a high note with me setting a personal record and not this defeat I am feeling. I will figure this out and beat the Stadium to the Sea course.
Aha!
Interesting things I saw along the race; People climbing the hills at Dodger Stadium to pee, a runner wearing a PEDEX truck suit, a runner with a Stitch costume, a runner with a Kermit the Frog costume, kids with down syndrome handing out water (thanks), a spectator in stilts, drag queen cheerleaders in WEHO, Niketown employees dancing in green outfits in Beverly HIlls, running on Rodeo Drive was odd, seeing the last hill at mile 20 in Westwood, finally seeing shade along San Vicente, crossing the finish line i saw ex-Laker AC Green and the most interesting thing I saw along the race was all the non-athletes who battled to the finish line and accomplished a huge feat. Well done runners, well done.