So here we go.
The Tri-City Medical Center Carlsbad Marathon has a special place in my heart. I always had this plan in my head to really get into running after I had kids. I had run a couple casual half marathons previously and ran through my pregnancy. I remember running this particular half marathon once and seeing kids on the side holding up signs for their mom. When she ran by their joy and excitement was just so amazing to see.
It was then and there that I told myself I wanted that someday.
So, three years ago the Carlsbad Marathon was my very first marathon.
The boys were just over one year old. I had an awful cold at the time and was still nursing, but I’m stubborn and I still ran it.
My wonderful college roommates even came down to watch. Aren’t they cute?
I don’t think anyone really imagined it would be the start of this serious running and racing business.
There were a lot of firsts associated with yesterday’s race.
It was the first race of 2014.
It was my first marathon where I felt pretty confident going in since my injury and getting back into running after hip dysplasia treatment. The Marine Corps Marathon with the Runner’s World Challenge was a tough one for me, so it felt good to have a race where I felt good at the start.
Check out that Frieda’s purple goodness.
Also the first race that I ate a plantain crust pizza (randomly made it up) the night before.
It actually was pretty good so might need to play with a little recipe a bit.
It was not the first race with a little help getting ready in the morning, but it was the first one that my helper was up at 4:30 am with me.
First time I was actually on time for this race and had a few minutes at the start to get situated.
First time running the first 10 miles with coffee stains all down my throw away sweat shirt.
You can’t see them, but they’re there. So classy.
The first race I didn’t take any pictures on the course. I was trying to mentally stay in the race. It’s this new thing I’m trying out.
It was also the first full marathon race where I’ve felt pretty good through the whole race. I usually have this thing where around mile 18 I feel physically ill. It’s more mental I think, but it didn’t happen this race (until mile 25 at least).
There’s always moments in a race where you have to fight hard mentally. Doubt sets in, your body is tired, you want to quit and stand with the people on the side who are drinking coffee, you want to slow down, the list goes on and on……..
But that’s when you fight. That’s when you get your head in the game and give it all you’ve got. I thought about all my family and friends who have made sacrifices so I can race and train. My boys and parents who were waiting for me at the finish. All those people who wish they could run, but can’t. For the runners out there who were running their first marathon. For people who read this silly blog. For the brands that I work with and companies that support me. For living life to the fullest and using the gifts I’ve been given. And obviously lots more, including wine and chocolate. Ha.
Racing is hard, so is life. It’s our choice whether we bring it and tackle it head on or not.
Okay, back to the firsts.
First time Papap actually got a few action shots at the finish line.
And whelp, what do you know, first time I really felt like crying because I got a new PR and felt pretty darn proud about it.
First time I didn’t even want one of these because it was too warm.
First time I wasn’t super excited about the post race goodie bags. Not because they didn’t have some yummy stuff, but my stomach was just not feeling it.
First time Andrew got out of coming to this marathon. He got to play the work card and Grandma and Papap had the boy duties.
Definitely not the first time some boys were grumpy at the finish.
Also not the first time Grandma was smart and tried to help the situation with some belVita
and I thought giving up my “super hero racing cape” would help.
The first race where my official results were no where to be found for a bit at the results tent. It’s never a good thing when you don’t see your name up on there where it should be. Good thing I had proof though.
But while I was waiting to get the situation fixed I met super speedy Carri.
She ran a 3:15 marathon like it was no biggie. Amazing.
I found Erin who ran the half. She’s a rock star. I’m talking her into doing a full with me someday. Can’t wait.
The finish area was pretty crowded so we jetted out of there without waiting to see if my results were found.
It was the first time I let Papap order breakfast for me. They got to the Broken Yolk Café while I was just leaving so I told him to order for me.
He did good.
Later on my results finally turned up and it was the first time winning my age group.
Overall I really like this marathon. It’s a smaller race with a fast course that is mostly along the beach with a few rolling hills, good crowds and nice weather. Just a good feeling race to be a part of.
I always like the long sleeve tech race shirts they have
and this year marathon participants got a pair of Cobian flip flops too. Aren’t they cute?
And……. that’s a wrap.
Hopefully I’ll still be running this marathon when I’m 70. Now, THAT would be awesome.
Next up, 37 miles on a treadmill in 11 days. Oh heck yes. Updates coming soon.