Saturday, November 3, 2012

One Week Later

Okay, so it isn't a full week later, but close.  This time last week, I was navigating the D.C. Armory, getting my bib and t-shirt, and figuring out the bus and METRO system so that I could get back to IGH (and then, after a pitstop, to the Team Lemon dinner and then, finally, back to IGH for bed...)  It was a fun day- a busy day- and one that used some of my extra energy as I prepared for my last night as a non-marathoner. 

And now, here I am... Back home... It seems like the race was a lifetime ago.  I look at the medal hanging by my window and still cant believe that I did that distance... That I was actively moving- running- for almost six hours... for 26.2 miles!  More, actually, when you add in the walk to the runner's village and the start line, and then the walking after.

I'm still kind of in awe.

I had to get new sneakers (2 pairs, I always have two that I rotate), and I did my first post-marathon run yesterday.  It was only two and a half miles (and man did my knees hurt!) but there was a sense of wow! as I was lacing up and going.  I ran again (well, a combo walk-run-walk) this morning for two miles, even though I feel overly tired, heachachy, and with a cold brewing.

Running feels...different.  I cant really explain it.  I have a 5K coming up next weekend, and I'm already planning my next "big" race.    (It looks like it will be The Other Half next October, although Peter thinks I should plan for an Olympic Triathlon, too.) 

I know that the high will wear off soon enough, but I'm still feeling it, and it's pretty amazing! :)

1 comment:

Amelia said...

I am in awe. I daydream sometimes but my knee always pulls me back to reality.