|Finish line at the Marshall University Half Marathon|
The Marshall University Half Marathon was last Sunday. What a whirlwind it has been since then. I sit here writing this recap now, with fresh pain in my legs from my most recent half this morning - that's two half marathons in 6 days. That is a new record.
|Fun with leaves, just because|
Jim and I headed for Huntington, WV on Friday, Nov 9 for our respective Sunday races. Jim would be doing the full and I would be doing the half. Huntington is a small rural town in WV and is actually only about 40 minutes from where I went to High School in KY. It is best known for the true story and movie "We Are Marshall" starring Matthew McConaughey that took place during the 70s when their football team was killed in an airplane wreck. It was kind of nice to drive through all the familiar locations. I had high hopes that I would see some of my family, but I didn't. I was really disappointed by this, and even had a little breakdown/cry on Saturday in the hotel. I'm not sure why I got so emotional, but it was just so weird to be so close to "home" yet so far away. I always use "home" loosely when I talk about KY because I only spent 12 years there, but it is where my major formative years were I suppose since I was there from 8th grade through college. Anyway, although I was only about 40 minutes from home, the majority of my family that is still in the area lives much farther away.
|Outside of the football stadium|
|Kissing the Bison for good luck.|
|Notice Jim's whole pizza to himself.|
|Jim sporting his new Brooks jacket - great race swag!|
|pre-race dance channeling my inner bison|
It was finally almost time to start. We walked the 10 feet to the start line. That's the great thing about a smaller race like this. You can practically part on the start line. The gun went off and I started out by walking, waiting to cross the timing mat. Finally after I had walked a minute or so I realized there would be no timing mat at the start! HUH??? Anyway, I turned on my Garmin and started running. The sun was coming up and I felt great. I tried to tell my self to start slow, but in typical fashion I probably started out a little too fast. This course is flat, flat, flat which is awesome. I found myself running comfortably for the first several miles. From miles 6-9 you run on a gravel path along the river. It's a really beautiful area to run and I didn't feel like I was struggling, but apparently the change in surface had some kind of impact on me because I felt like I was running faster, but as each mile ticked away each mile was slower than the next. Miles 6-10 were my slowest of the race. Finally around mile 10 or 11 I saw Jim pass by me. I gave him a high five. He looked great. It's always fun to see people you know in a race. During those last three miles I felt like I still had something left and I picked up the pace. It was so nice not to crash at mile 9 in this race like I had in Wichita. I felt strong throughout the race - really in spite of many miles lately. My Garmin hit 13 miles and I knew I was close, but when I reached the Marshall University football stadium I was a little unsure of where to go. The course ran on the sidewalk around the stadium...and there were spectators and visitors everywhere all over the sidewalk. You had to weave in and out of people and I wasn't sure if I was even going the right way. I must have had a very confused look on my face because another runner who had already finished told me to keep running and make my first right! Thank goodness.
|Jim, me and Coy|
Overall this is a great small town race. It's super flat, and you get a nice technical tee and medal. If you do the marathon you also get an awesome Brooks jacket! And it is awesome!
|Jim finishing strong!|