It is long and hard, and no matter how well prepared for it you are, there will be a point during the race that you wonder why you ever thought this was a good idea.
But, even during that moment (or hour), I knew without a doubt that I will run another one.
The race went fine.
Fine is the only word I find to describe how I feel about it.
I ran it and I finished it.
It took me forever, which I had anticipated going into it, but I cannot seem to get passed it.
There were several times that I added minutes to my finish (like when I stopped and talked with my family for 8 minutes), at the time I did not care. I was not concerned about my time... until I finished. Now it bugs me. I cannot get excited about finishing- I feel blaa about it. Ridiculous I know.
That being said, I was not out of my ice bath before I was thinking about my next race.
I am thinking Napa, and despite my painfully slow finish at the CIM, I would feel like a total bad ass to run two marathons before Jaxson's first birthday.
Happy Running,
Elena
good job and next time we'll train again, Holla
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