We made it!
Our race in Chicago was truly amazing; not including the “wave start” and the GPS issues, the run was a success.
We woke up bright and early at 5am on Sunday and were out the door by 5:30 to make our way to warm up and the start line. Here are my running buddy and me at 5:30, if the picture were any closer you could see my baggy eyes… I believe I stayed up a little too late with C watching Seventeen Again, HaH!
We passed our hotel at Mile 7, so it was really nice for B and C to just roll out of bed and be able to see us pass by like lightening bolts. I was in good spirits, you see I am the only on smiling in the picture? At this point we had already run through rain and swift blasts of cool Chicago air and this was the first sign of the sun all morning. Ahh, vitamin D in the morning. Love.
We had to run through an extremely hot and dark tunnel around mile 10.5 and I was hating life at that one point in the race. I prayed to God, something like this,
“Dude! Are you kidding me right now?! I mean really, all morning it has been cold and rainy you kick my booty with this… what’s up with that?!”
So, I get outside of the tunnel, still hating life and then… WOOOOOOSH! The swiftest, coldest wind I had encountered ALL morning, so cold it took my breath away and I could not help but laugh out loud. That Guy, he is one silly and fun-loving Father.
I completed the 1/2 Marathon in 2 hours and 16 minutes, a personal record – my last two finishing times were 2:51 [San Antonio 2009] and 2:22 [San Antonio 2010]. If I wouldn’t have stoped to use the port I would have come in at 2:14! Stinkin’ bladder.
My running buddy completed the race in 2:24, a personal record for him, Woot!
Our next race is the Rock N Roll San Antonio 1/2 Marathon in November, where we will both push it to beat the 2:15 pace team. Him especially since he will then train for the Chevron Houston Marathon in January 2012. This girl does not train for that race [or any other winter race over 5k], I am not good with cold weather. Talk about a Cranky Mom!
The wind picked up and rain came down after the race, so we spent very little time at the After Race Party - which was OK with me because I was STARVING and the Dunkin Donuts across the street was calling my name!
This is the furthest I have ever traveled for a race, so all in all, it was a great trip and I will definately consider doing this race again in the future.
Have you ever traveled for a race or hobby that was far from home?