The story continued from Monday’s post. (click to read the beginning then come back here to finish up or listen above to the entire story.)
I realized why my pace and focus were off… my nutrition timing was not on target. I was trying to play catch-up in those later miles. When I toed the line, I reminded myself to focus on nutrition early. I knew it was going to warm up fast, and I needed to stay ahead of my fueling. I fell behind.
I tried not to beat myself up. I used all I carried in my vest and focused on the hydration support along the course. Thank goodness the volunteers handed out water and Gatorade. It kept me going.
I tried hard to get my focus back.
At mile 20, I played a game: How many runners can I catch until the end? I was on my own, but I knew if I could run with others, it would help me in the last 10K. I looked up and fixed my eyes ahead.
I began to gain some ground on a runner ahead of me. As I made my way up to him he said, “Oh good, I’ll try to stay with you. My calves are tightening up.”
I glanced at him and said, “Come on, let's work together.”
We ran together for a few minutes then he fell behind. I kept my eyes ahead on the next runner I could spot. I continued this game until the end. It helped me regain my focus and finish strong.
Though I didn’t get my goal time of 3:40:00, I was thrilled to place third female overall. What a surprise.
The best part of the entire race was my cheering squad. My friend Stacey, her family, my husband Jeff, and our kids Brindsley and Delaney all came to cheer me on. They brought signs and cowbells, and I could hear them for miles. Their enthusiasm and encouragement brought a smile to my face every time, and they knew exactly when I needed an extra boost of support during the race.
Thank you!
When I crossed the finish they were there to congratulate me. I was grateful for their support and enthusiasm. I was especially happy to see my husband Jeff there at the end, given everything he has been through these past few years. Having him there to celebrate with me at the finish line was truly wonderful.
As I was showing the kids the medal, Brindsley turned to me and grinned, “Mom you’re the GOAT (greatest of all time).”
I laughed.
I am definitely not a GOAT but it’s pretty cool that my son thinks so. What a wonderful thing to say. I’m laughing as I write this. Maybe ‘mama moose’ turns ‘mama GOAT’.
I am one lucky runner.
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