Full mary started at 7:30. I was pumped! I told myself to take it easy in the beginning, though that was difficult to do since I felt so energized. I still have lots to learn on keeping my pace. You can see from my garmin data above I was fluctuating for the first half. By the first mile I had caught up with the 4:00 pace group, feeling real good I decided to try to stick with them for as long as I could.
All was dandy, and I mean real dandy, until I hit mile 5. My buddy old pal, mr. stomach decided to speak up again. I told him to hush and settle down, initially thinking it was just some flatus but nooooo mr.stomach wasn't listening to me. The stomach pain started light, I would fight it, it would go away, but it would come back stronger the next time around. I was starting to worry but still not let it affect my stride. I knew mile 7.5 would most likely have a porta potty because it was a turnaround. As I approached the turnaround, the stomach was quiet, I look at the porta potty and next to it was a line of about 5/6 people. I said heck no, I'm not waiting and messing up my time. That was a mistake. The next few miles were scary. I didn't know when the next porta potty was going to show up and the stomach at this point was kicking and screaming. I kept looking deep into the woods to spot an area for u know what but I just couldn't go for it. I fought it and fought it. Now i'm at mile 10...probably about 20-25 yds behind the 4:00 pace group but slowly falling back. Oh, I was also taking in gu's, gels,water and gatorade this whole time. As I come to almost finishing mile 10, at last a porta potty up ahead. This time I really had no choice. I was in luck cause there was no line. My stomach was def not in good shape. Lost about 6 min doing the do. But wow thank goodness for that porta potty.
I was a bit disappointed with myself as I started back up but there was nothing I could do. I just kept at it. The next couple miles I was feeling good. That is until I hit 16ish. It wasn't the stomach this time, it was now my legs. At this point, I was at my highest mileage ever. During training, which was only about 12/13 weeks, I was only able to get to 15mi as my longest run. Traveling for work, the weather and a very long vacation in Colombia kept me from sticking to a solid training schedule. I kinda figured this would happen around this mileage. I knew I had it in me to finish but I could feel I would not be able to get my legs to push me back to the <10min pace. Mile 17,18,19,20,21 got slower and slower...with more walking. Stomach was luckily keeping quiet now. At 21 or so there was an aid station and I took/ate for the first time those chomps. Man, they hit the spot! Don't know if it was the chomps but shortly after I got a burst of energy, hoping it would last me till the end. It did not, lasted for about 2 miles, which I was still happy about. Legs at this point were in pain. The last 3 miles or so were on the road back to the finish line, and you bet I was cussing at those slight uphills till the end!!!!
Mile mark 25 and I gave it all I had left in me. Although my finish was not as badass and tough as Scottie's at his marathon (Shamrock), as soon I turned into the parking lot for the finish my legs had enough to sprint to the end. I was OUT! <--That and what my bud Scottie did at the end is what we call Finishing Strong!
What would you do differently?:
I loved the experience (minus the stomach problem) and I can't wait for the next marathon. Which will be, if not another mary, definitely at IMFL.
Ooohh what I would do differently... I wanted to kick myself with all the stomach issues. I know for a fact it was the Fritti Calamari I had at dinner the day before. WHAT A STUPID STUPID MOVE on my part. I really don't know why I did that. I went out to dinner with a friend and it was on the table and I couldn't help myself. LESSON LEARNED! oh and maybe not to mix gels with gu. Also, next time I think I'll start with my own gaterade fuel belt so I don't have to rely on the aid stations so much.
training wise: Dedicate more time to long runs and start more speed/interval training. Just keep at it. Also run with faster folks like Jen, Bill, Daryn, Louis, Scottie, may I join you's from time to time :)?
In lots of pain, shot straight to drink water and eat pizza.
What limited your ability to perform faster:
damn stomach! and short training period with lots of interruptions
FS Series has always put on great events since my start in multisports. Thumbs up as always.
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Up at 4:30am, kicked it off with a cup of coffee and a toasted bagel w/ peanut butter (I can't get enough of this combo). Jumped in the bath for a quick shower to make sure I was awake awake. Waited a bit to see if I could take care of business before I left but nada. It didn't concern me as I was able to "go" right before bed the night before. Started my way to the race site. As I was getting closer to the baseball field (race site) the nerves started to kick in. That's when it really hit me, that I would be running for the first time more than 4 hours. At that very moment my stomach spoke up rumbling "its that time". That wasn't really the "time" I was trying to get mentally ready for but I thought better now than later. Parked the car and went straight to a long line at the porta potty's. Was able to take care of the biz with time to spare. Time I spent in the car cause it was COLD out!
uuhhh not much, again it was cold.