Woo! Just did the half marathon in Madison. It was BRUTALLY HOT! Said 93 degrees when we left just after noon. They even red flagged the course at 11 and advised everyone to stop, but of course no one did. I saw two people in ambulances getting carted off. I'm so proud that I finished it. I walked a lot though. I was planning on walking a bit and the heat just made it worse. When I did my 2:59 half marathon training run a few weeks ago, I thought it would be easy. Who knew what an extra 40 degrees would do?
About 1 mile into the thing, I'm jogging along really slow, and I look at the people in front of me and see a yellow bib.
Two of them! White, like I had, was the half marathon run. Yellow, the half marathon walk. There I am jogging and busting my ass, and I see these two women powerwalking AND THEY'RE GOING JUST AS FAST AS ME! Ahhhhhhhh! All I could think was how I was going to overtake them! But they beat me, as did a bunch of the powerwalkers. I walked pretty slow the last few miles because my feet and toe were killing me.
I'm SO happy that I took off work and did it, and the heat even made it better with the sense of accomplishment. It was cool because the neighborhood was out spraying everyone with their hoses, and the three courses (quarter, half, full) all overlapped in big chunks so even us slow half-marathoners got to see all the Boston qualifyers and elites running and watch as all the pace groups kept passing us. Great crowd support. Everyone cheered you on with the name on your bib, so I had all these strangers yelling, "Cmon Jeff, you can do it." It was pretty awesome. I had all these strangers in the crowd cheering me on as I was pushing at the end, and got so fired up I seriously thought I was going to pass out I ran so hard the last couple minutes.
Good times. My buddy kept running an hour+ after they closed the course to finish the marathon. He was popping vicadin for his knee, running in the heat, and looked terrible at the end. But we were all proud he made it.
Tuesday I start my marathon training. And I'm going to stick to it, so that I actually hit my goals for Milwaukee.
My feet are killing me, but my friend wants to play 18 holes of golf. Burn a lot of calories today!