I tried not to mope the whole time even when every person in the whole town was wearing a medal and a race shirt and doing the marathon shuffle. I did have my moments of general bitchiness and even broke down in tears when we saw the first marathoners come across the finish. I just kept thinking, "That should be me." Despite not being able to run the race, there were some pros to the trip:
Wearing this in the elevator as I came down from the pool I got lots of weird looks. It would seem I am the queen of all lactators:
Great scenery in the BBQ restaurant. Glad the crack decided to behave and stay put:
- I found out it is by far easier to run a marathon than to navigate your way across thousands of runners and closed roads to the finish line. We need to salute our supporters more.
- My daughter, 8, got lost in the hotel for about 5 minutes and I had one of those mother freak out moments that no one likes to witness
- Said daughter got sick and ended up with a urinary tract infection (thanks hot tub). We spent the morning in this lovely clinic in downtown San Antonio. I think I got a urinary tract infection myself just sitting there.
- Some kid threw up behind me on the plane (vomiting is my very worst fear and gross out)
Other than that: perfection!!
Now it is time to look towards the future my friends!!! By January I will be training again. I'm thinking of running the Colorado Marathon in May. I just watched the movie, Ultra Marathon Man about when that Karno dude ran his 50 marathons in 50 days in 50 states and then pulled some crap like running to Missouri the next day after he finished. Anyway, Karno made a good point:
"You have to keep moving forward. If you don't, you're stagnant and then you die."
I leave you with that. Don't die.