Karin's post

Karin posted on her blog about the marathon too. Just thought I'd share:

http://thedancefam.blogspot.com/2009/10/st-george-marathon.html

The Aftermath

It's Kristin.

Who am I?? Now that the Marathon is over we are feeling a tiny bit lost, Danna, Suzy and I. We don't know when to work out, how many miles to run, what to eat. I seriously had to work on not having straight carbs all the time. That was a bit of a bummer. I love you angelhair pasta!

Well, after the race, Danna and I felt good. We went for a walk that night, stopped limping, never napped, and we just watched General Conference with the boys. We were feeling pretty proud of our quick recovery.

But oh! The next day. The next day our quads were shot. I literally could not flex them. To sit or stand required much grunting, use of arms, and asking for help (or just violently plopping into a seat.) Once I warmed up, however, I could walk pretty normal, and I was determined to glide into work on Monday injury free, dang it! Unfortunately, my foot had other ideas. The tendinitis was back with a vengeance. My left foot was pretty achy and to this day I wear slippers wherever I go in the house. I'm back on Cortizone, and I'm not able to do a lot of walking. I just want it to heal so I can run again.

I actually did my first post-marathon run this last week (3 miles) and my foot was not too happy. Meet my 2 new BFF's: Icy Hot and Tiger Balm. Good thing Matt thinks they smell good! (Note to others in pain: I recommend Tiger Balm pain patches from Shopko! I do not however recommend the Icy Hot rub-on stick.) I feel like my heart and body want to run and the foot is holding us back! Curse you traitorous appendage! ***fist shake*** Yesterday I cross-trained and Suzy and Danna ran without me. I was so jealous! I actually biked to where they were and rode alongside them for a while. :(

On a more positive note, the high that I got after the marathon was amazing! I was actually feeling intense feelings of elation for an entire week! That alone was worth the race.

What now? I think we will run a race next spring. Danna's shins need some healing, and so does my foot. Suzy, on the other hand, was born to run and her body is ready for more! People, she ran 3 miles the Wednesday after her marathon, and 8 that Saturday with no problem!

Other weird or random facts:

• Since the marathon, I can hold my breath for minutes! It's amazing. How can I put this new talent to good use?
• I got so many fun and lovely emails, texts and comments from friends and even strangers last week- thank you so much! What a blast!
• My new lifetime goal is to some day qualify for the Boston Marathon! Think I can do it?
• Over the course of our training we ran over 600 miles! I lost 3 sweatshirts and a pair of pants along the parkway. I lost 0 pounds. I did however gain a stomach of steel (meaning I can eat anything on the run), abs of steel, and really buff legs.
  
• I finally got my hair done again. I have dark hair and bangs again! Woot.
• Because of our training, we have inspired (as far as I can remember) 9 people to start training for their own marathon, 3 for a half, and others to start just working out. See all the good that came from our diligence? :)
• I want to try a triathlon some day. But the swimming part is scary. And the fact that my bike is crap.
• Running in the fall is not so bad. You can sleep in later and you get to do the most gratifying of all tasks- crunching crispy leaves under your shoes and feeling/hearing them shatter into a thousand pieces. Over and over.
  
• Things I'll do differently for the next race? Do speed work, find more cheap deals at the expo center, have a colder ice bath afterward, run without my camera, not log meaningless details into my running log (like what I wore each run), do my arm tattoo a little better, remember by bib on race day, and make a cooler music list for my "alone runs."
  

More marathon pix!

A few choice selections from Karin's camera:

Karin liked this lady's outfit - "Show 'em you're a tiger!"

Evan was recruited to help with set-up!

Waiting...

And waiting some more...

Oh the waiting!!

Finally! The runners!!

Right after the finish line!

Matty and I.
He told me here that he has decided to run a marathon of his own! And added that he plans to do it without walk breaks, GU, or a GPS watch. Such a show-off! Good luck Mister!! :)

See the sweet poster Matt made me??

The girls with their new medals. They are made from the mountain rock- notice how ours are different colors.

The sobbing begins! :)
We made it!!

I ran a marathon!! I seriously can't believe it!

The Marathon!!! (Kristin's perspective)

Me before my final training run! Only 2 miles.

On the drive down to St. George I made poor Matt stop at the Beaver Chevron for this classic picture. His willingness was rewarded with Dairy Queen food.

There are some serious odd-balls in a marathon. Such as this guy- aka "Banana Man." after I passed him, and he cheered for me, he yelled, "Get your daily potassium!!"

This doesn't do justice to the usual amount of cups.

Danna had an unfortunate Gatorade Accident. So she covered it with water. Many spectators wondered why she was pouring water on her bazooms.

Creative volunteers: these are Gatorade cups stacked!

Rosie!!! How cute is she? We're her YW leaders. :)

My bus buddy (yes these pix are in random order. Matt's waiting for me to go to bed...no time to arrange!)

After the finish line with Matt. I'm a little weepy.

I wrote my name on my arm (after someone's advice) but it looks like nothing but a smear. Only one guy noticed and said my name. (I still haven't been able to wash it off! Longs sleeves everyday now!)

The Post-Marathonular Ice Bath: Don't be fooled by the smile. It's c-c-c-c-c-cold!

The full plunge!! Notice the cups of ice I also rubbed on my legs while under freezing water!

Some of the signs our peeps made! Thank you!!

A shot after leaving my dad and Mkl.

Lookin good ladies!

Off come the pants! Mile 10. Stop grabbing my bum, Danna!

The faithful video-taper, Mikelle. Glad we got this on tape! :)

Where do I begin?? First of all, let me say that Danna did an amazing job summing up the Marathon experience in her post below. I ditto all her feelings!

The day Matt and I arrived in St. George, we just took it easy, playing games, listening to chill music, watching Oprah :). I never get to watch day time TV so you better believe I saw some faves this weekend, such as Regis and Kelly, Oprah, Good Morning America, Good Things Utah, The View. I was is TV Land Heaven! I also ate a lot of carbs! I had pasta every day for a couple weeks up to the marathon. You won't hear me complainin either!

That night D and Adam arrived and D and I went to bed as early as we could, we being Marathon Nazis and all. The next day, after my TV adventures, we went out to eat at Matt's and my favorite b-fast joint: The Bear Paw. Matt lived in St. George while we were dating, so he knows the ropes around there. Then we all drove the 26.2 mile course. Talk about freak yourself out! The hills were more....hilly than I expected. And it was nothing but hills!! I tried to memorize as much as I could about the course, since knowing where I am tends to help me during long runs. I was full of excitement and nerves! It was a sobering and looong drive, but very cool to see other runners up there doing the same thing! People were already reading the aide stations, and family members were posting posters on the roadsides. Eeek! It was becoming very real.

Then we went to the Expo. I loved it! Super cheap gear, souvenirs, free samples of everything you can think of for a runner. I got my cholesterol and body fat tested. We picked up our bib numbers, shirts, posters. Danna didn't wanna be on her feet much, but I had to look at every single thing, while smiling and wishing good luck to all the other runners. Every person in the hall telling you you rock, good luck, thank you for running. We got to feel like celebrities for a couple of days. Seriously!

Then the All You Can Eat Pasta Dinner. I had dreamed of sitting next to cool veteran marathoners who would tell us their stories and give us advice. And my wish came true! Matt found us a perfect buddy to sit by and we had a blast talking to him and his wife. There were marathon stories galore! So fun.

The night before the marathon Danna and I set a total of 5 alarms between the 2 of us. We probably got up way too early. Then we got overly confident about the hour and left the house just in time for the last bus! When we got to the buses we were nervous and hurried. I was horrified to realize AFTER we got on the bus that I didn't have my bib or shoe chip!!!! After a near panic attack, getting back off the bus, running about 1/2 mile back and forth, and having the hubs return to bring me the bib (in record time, might I add- good job, boys!) I got my bib. Danna had also gone into "EMT calling the scene mode." I really appreciated her calming and authoritative ways in those moments (not to mention forgiving)!

On the bus ride up I sat by the girl pictured. She hadn't trained for 3 weeks, had had some personal life crisis, and been ditched by her running partners. She told me her longest training run was 16 miles, and she had no GU. I got a little Jeff Galloway on her and gave her some major advice for hitting the wall. Danna and I had fun during the race, giving advice to struggling runners since we have read and practiced so many things. We like to be helpful. :D

When the run started, we took it niiiice and easy. I was totally fascinated by all the aspects and details that went into making this thing happen! There were 5500 or so runners (we found out later that this year's run set the all-time record for most number of participants in the St. George marathon). The ground was covered for the first several miles with sweaters, bags, pants, gloves. It's all going to the DI. Danna and I felt good from the start. Totally psyched, chatty. There were thousands of volunteers along the way. Med vans patrolled looking for people in need of help. At each aide station there were people handing out sticks of Vaseline, people gloved-up and ready to rub or massage you with Icy Hot or Bengay, Gatorade and water shouters practically begging you to take their cup. It was funny how some would pressure you, "C'mon, one water for the other hand!?" There was even a Kleenex person or 2- very helpful to have them actually! I cannot tell you how much trash was all over the ground! We had a hard time throwing our first GU down, even though we know they clean it up. But eventually you just join in the fun! We thanked every volunteer we saw, we were so happy to have them around! We were super chipper runners in case you couldn't tell.

Since I dedicated each mile to a separate person, I'd like to tell that person how it was at that mile:

1 Daddio - Well it was dark, chilly and exhilarating at this point! I remember it well. Lots of sweaters, lots of old and over weight people running near us since we started so late. Got excited thinking Dad was up and prepping to cheer. My Dad is the best!! What a perfect Dad.
2 Mili Silva - Passed out first mile marker! I told Danna the story of Mili's and my friendship and time as mission companions. Te amo, Negrita!
3 Annie Winn - Feeling great! Sun's starting to come up! Such a beautiful morning!! Dropped the 2 jackets I'd been toting around my waist in the box. At the end of this mile we hit our first aide station which was very exciting for a first-timer like me. Annie lives far away now but I think about her so much! I thought of her on this mile and the amazing bond we still have, and all of our adventures. I miss you!
4 Vicky Yocom - Still reminding ourselves to take things slow. We talked about you Vicky! And I pulled out my first Suzy quote strip (see D's post) and read it to us. Talked about how amazing Vicky is.
5 Rhonda Better - Took my first GU! Thought about Rhonda and our amazing time as nannies and neighbors. Rhonda you have impacted my life significantly! I want to live near each other again!! There were so many fun and funny signs along the road posted by friends and family. My fave was, "In our minds you are all Kenyans!!" Hahaha. I read every sign! You wouldn't want to miss one for yourself, you know!
6 The West Family (CT) - At this point we had some familiar friends in our little running pack. We were looking forward to seeing the boys, and dreading Veyo Hill a bit (or at least I was!) Started primping for the boys. Remembered my amazing nanny family in CT and what a great experience I had with them. They changed my life in many ways!
7 Kristina Barss - Krys, I picked this mile for you because there are 7 books in the HP series, and thinking of HP always reminds me of you. Remembering what a great roomate you were was awesome motivation for me on this very gruelling mile (steep uphill the entire mile). :) This was such a fun mile! We saw our husbands. Matt and I shared a passionate kiss and he cheered for me, gave me the items I had requested (mascara, sunglasses, visor...). The boys were so fun. Matt told me lots of encouraging things, and had even made a rad poster with a reference to an inside joke of ours. "What are your legs?! Springs! Steel springs!" He's a babe. It was easy to think of Krys after getting support from Matt because she was always a sweet and supportive roomate and friend- you rock, girl! The hill was harsh!
8 Ambleh Prince - Ams! I want you to run a marathon! Ay ay ay, this was the second half of Veyo hill, and then a porto-potty (thank you Kleenex lady!), and then a leveling off, and we picked up speed! This was the mile we kinda lost all the runners around us and took off!
9 Mommykins - Mile 9 had a fun little aide station as I recall. No more sweaters, but the CUPS! You couldn't even see the road at this station- I swear! It was all cups and wrappers and banana/orange peels. I started to feel warm in my long pants, wishing I'd left them with Matt. Still feeling great though! Mom, wish you were here! (But she had to prep all weekend for her new job as a H.S. music/choir teacher!)
10 Heather Taylor - Heather, my amazing cousin! How I love and miss thee. I want you to run a marathon! This mile rocked. Saw Dad, Mkl and their friend Joyce. They were super fun cheerers. I ditched the pants as shown with a little help from D. I gave hugs (not sweaty yet, don't worry.) Mikelle took a video and Dad ran with us for quite a while, chatting, excited. He and Matt both were very passionate cheerers for all the runners they saw. My dad even jogged along with several and heard their stories.
11 Liz Madrid - I remember thinking of Liz and planning to tell her the landscape was particularly pretty right here. What a great friend! At this point we were full of GUs, powerbars, Suzy quotes, and Gatorade. I think I was buzzin. (Note: I used to always get side aches when I ate ANYTHING prior to a work out. Now I can run with a rock in my stomach I'm sure.) I also got lots of whining from Danna when I forced walk breaks upon her. I told her at the half way point I would back off, but that she would thank me later.
12 Denise Frandsen - I remember some of the people we were running with at this point. 2 other guys doing the Galloway running program whom we would always say hi to as we passed each other back and forth: "Hi Galloway boys!" There were several older gentlemen kicking our butts! There were also many shameless pee-ers on the side of the road not hiding behind trees at all. Denise- you are fabulous! I thought of you and our nanny legacy. ECN to the max!
13 Mkl Memmott - I picked 13 for Mikelle because she just finished her first 1/2 marathon and rocked it! I thought of her and her fun, amazing ways. She is a very determined woman. I distinctly remember what the 13 mile sign and aide station was like. It was full of goodies and trash and lots of signs stating we were half way. Danna and I (and a neighboring runner) said to ourselves, "We don't feel half bad! I could turn around and go back to the start at this point and do just fine!" What an exciting feeling!!
14 Emily Stokes - Em is my cousin and I looked up to her so much as a kid and always wanted to be like her. When I thought of people who'd influenced me, I couldn't leave her off. All the advice and cousinly teachings she has given me over the years have stuck with me. This mile was hills, curves, and red rock. Running and chatting and digesting a minty cliff bar. Wishing I could wash my sticky/Vaseline-y hands, and Danna noting some Vaseline streaked across my face. (In case you're wondering, the Vaseline is for chafing and my armpits were feeling "burny." So I slathered on a full popsicle stick of it. I also got a calf and IT band massage- so sweet!)
15 Krissy Wyler - Krissy!! You are the person who got me into running and working out! I would not be doing this if we had never been friends. No doubt in my mind. Too bad I had to train for this, unlike you who could run one tomorrow and feel great. I thought of our many runs and long talks. I read a lot of Suzy's quotes to Danna here. We cut out a lot of walk breaks and just ran and ran. Danna was all for running and speeding up. I was still worried about paying for it later.
16 Karin Dance - For any of you who don't know Karin, she is simply fabulous. The funniest person I know, hands down. She is my little sis and I knew she'd be waiting for me at the 24 mile line. I dedicated this mile to you Kar, because I feel 16 was the age when I really started getting close to you and we actually stopped fighting and I loved you! The bonding and best friend hood began. Danna and I were still feeling good at this point. We were not taking so many walk breaks anymore.
17 Sarah Shaw - Sarah! You are such a special and amazing woman. You have influenced my life for good in ways you'll never know. I remember the rocks here started to turn colors- fading from red to white. Our friends Renee, Mitzie and Rosie were on the sidelines cheering like mad. The poor girls had to wait for a long time since Stan (Mitzie's husband) surely beat us by hours! They ran with us and looked so happy and proud. The whole crowd of runners was looking they were so exhuberant!
18 Danny Memmott - My brother is on a mission in El Salvador and Belize. He is super excited that I am doing this, and I thought of him. He's such a great and Christ-like person. I hope he's tearin it up out there today! Only, I also thought..."Man, it's really warning up. My body wants a walk break. There are lots of hills. And bridges, And photographers to pose for." I ate another GU. My 4th? 5th? I also picked up a couple un-touched Gels (a different brand of GU) on the road and Danna thought I was ghetto.
19 Holly Badurek - Holl! What can I possibly say to express what your friendship means to me? I love your stinkin guts! Please consider moving to Utah. On this mile, the canyon opened up and you could see down into the city. We were not talking to each other at this point. We went into a strange sort of auto-pilot and moved robotically forward. It wasn't unpleasant, but we were concentrating. Or zoning out. Not sure which.
20 Emmaline Sorenson - Emmaline! How I longed for you to sing "Dancing Through Life" to me at this point. I love you so so so much. Danna said we should just run until we got to her family and could stop for a walk/hug. They were at mile 23. Our semi-silence continued. Danna's knees were also starting to ache. Which is so weird since that's not been much of an issue during training. I remember we also hugged the inside of the curves when the road bend. No one else did. I's a 28 mile marathon if you don't.
21 Sarah Haslam - Dear kindred spirit- Sarah! How do I love thee? Let me count the ways... You are the most fabulous example of goodness to me. I love our friendship! (Even though you broke up with me last week.) Well, let's be honest, it was warm. My body was desiring walkage. I was sick of eating sugar. However I was still feeling good, my friends! I can't say I hit any sort of wall or pain. But my toes did hurt I bit. I didn't want to tell you this, Danna, cuz I knew you'd make me eat a chunk of powerbar if I mentioned it. :)
22 Francisco Herrera - Fran- my most faithful and amazing "convert." I think the world of you! I was lucky to be the one to meet you when I did! Mile 22- We were getting to the crowds of cheerers here. The posters stopped, the roads had cars, and, I'll be honest. I was a little disappointed with the cheering. Oh, some of it was good, but many people were just sitting there. No cheers. C'mon St. George! I really needed you now!
23 Danna and Suzy - This is the farthest I have ever run! We saw Danna's family which was very exhilarating. We even cried! The siblings, nieces and nephews were sooo excited to see and cheer for Danna! Danna was super moved that they were here for her. And also, we were ready for a boost. Oh yeah, and that walk break I had been waiting for never really happened, unless you count a 5 second one while I took a drink from a volunteer. :P
24 Mery Carcamo Suarez - Okay, Mery will never read this since it's in English, so I'm jsut going to be honest. From about mile 23 on I never looked at or thought of my marathon list again. I was in survival mode. Danna and I felt that we could go the rest of our lives without unzipping our dang belt pouches. We were in those things constantly during the race. I was dying to see my sister Karin, Dave, and Evan. I heard Kar screaming as we rounded the corner into the neighborhoods and they had the best signs! Even Evan was holding one for "Auntie Kin Kin!!" :) See the video below for a re-cap of this moment. PS: Mery is the most wonderful person! I love her so much.
25 Matt - "God Save the Queen!" It's a marathon tradition to yell that at this point, but we forgot! We were in robot mode! At this point my feet hurt and I was breathing heavy. I actually had a sense of euphoria come over me though- despite my fatigue. It was exciting and I told Danna about it. We also disctracted each other from our fatigue by discussing a private matter we can never again repeat! :) Don't you all wish you could know. You'll have to run a marathon with me to find out. People, I was TIRED here. Just pushing along and begging the finish line to show itself around the corner. Matt, you need to know that although I didn't think of you in a dedicatory way on this mile, I thought of you more than anyone else during the race! I was so excited to make you proud of my accomplishment and to tell you every painstaking detail. I was also looking forward to finishing that kiss we started at mile 10. Ow ow!!
26 Jesus - So, how can you not dedicate a mile to Jesus? There were many people I wanted to put of the list, but I had to make tough choices! Matt said, "Take Jesus off. He'll understand more than anyone else." True! But I couldn't bare to do it, because if I am putting people who have influenced me there is no one more than Him! It was fitting that it was this most difficult mile of the race. I was really starting to drag. I didn't know at this point where the 25th, 26th, or .2 was, I just kept hoping the next corner was the final curve. But I felt a really self satisfying awareness that I was close and that I was really going to be able to finish strong. The streets were lined with spectators, and Danna and I had been passing people like mad for an hour or 2. We think people seemed impressed with out still-intact form and stamina! :)
.2 Janelle Swinton - Janelle is pure joy! Talk about a fun and loving girl. She is the bomb.com! We saw the finish line in the distance and I just thought- ugh! That seems further away that I want it to be. Danna got so excited and wanted to sprint. I blurted, "No! I can't!" Hahaha. Poor Danna- she could have sprinted people! Be impressed! All of a sudden we heard LOUD cheering! Our peeps were everywhere!! Being super crazy loud and excited! We held hands through the final kick feeling like champs. So so so awesome, I can't even describe it.

Sorry, that was all very long. but I had to record it lest I forget some day and regret it! After we crossed we walked in the mist showers and that felt awesome. We were given our medals and kept saying "We did it!" I got pretty emotional. Karin found me first I was all choked up. I went to hug her and she said, "You're sweaty!" Ha ha! Then Matt came and I REALLY cried. Then Danna and I hugged for a long time and I SOBBED like a wee baby. I can't really describe what I was feeling, but it was definitely a good feeling. The high lasted me a full week! We ate treats, and I removed my shoes- ouch! My feet were really hurting now.

I buzzed home for a freezing ice bath! YOWCH! And a short shower. Danna and I highly recommend ice baths, short showers (not a long hot 20 minute one which will enhance the swelling) and a walk or jog that afternoon. We were feeling shockingly great! Not even limping when we got going for a sec!

Well, I think I've blabbered long enough, even though I have much more to say. Such as how I saw Aida that night at Tuachan. D and I never napped- though we tried but we were too wired. My breathing seemed really loud in my ears all day. D, Rosie and I stayed up till 3 chatting and laughing, till Danna got loopy and hilarious and we forced her to bed. My quads were SHOT the next day. I have been wearing slippers every day since (at home). The tendonitis is back with a vengeance!

BUT! All in all - it was JUST spectacular. A total joy. I want you all to run one- it's unforgettable! Okay, I'll stop gushing now, but...

Oh! And I didn't even lose a toenail!

We did it!

Well, I am happy to tell you all that WE DID IT! And not only did we finish, we had the time of our lives! K and I ran the whole race together- which was AWESOME! The morning was not as cold as usual, so our 2 layers of sweats, hats, scarves, and gloves were just perfect! We saw the elite runners jumping around and doing "I'm an expert" type stretching and posturing. We were suitably impressed. Our warm-up consisted of standing in line for the porta-potties until AFTER the race started. By that point, the announcer who had previously been playing fun music and generally psyching up the runners was literally saying things like "To finish the St George marathon, you must BEGIN the St George marathon". No kidding. We were cracking up. Your individual race time does not begin until you actually cross the start line, and ends as you cross the finish. There is a chip on your shoe that tracks each runner. It's genius. So, true to every other run we have ever done, we spent plenty of time messing around, taking pictures, and generally annoying every one around us. When we finally did start- it was an adrenaline rush! We were back with all the people who STARTED the race limping, no joke. I decided that since I would not win the race this time (ha ha) I would instead go for the Miss Congeniality crown. Every runner we passed we told them how great they looked, how awesome they were running, and how cute their outfit was. K began telling people to vote for me at the end for Miss Congeniality. I think the other runners wondered if we were confused between Miss St George, and the St George marathon. No wonder my evening gown looked so out of place! So as you can tell- this was no different from any other run. We were well practiced after months of training in obnoxiouness. And as you know- Run how you trained!!!
The miles seemed to rack up so so fast. before we knew it we were hitting Veyo- mile 7. It's a small town that EVERY person who lives there comes out to cheer- it was AWESOME! We of course primped as we were running toward the crowds. We knew our hubs were supposed to be there, and we wanted them to think we are cute. I swear to you over the course of the race I asked Kristin at least 50 times how my hair looked and if I still had lipstick on. As we entered Veyo- they had the school band out jamming in a parking lot. It was a riot. I shook it, and K shimmied. We wouldn't want to disappoint! Right across from the band were our first fans--- the ever faithful hubs! Can you believe they even had made signs?!? Adam had a sign that said "Run Danna Run!" and on the other side it said "Run like a girl!" His absolutely adorable little smiling face above the sign was one of the highlights of the race for me. He is THE BEST! I ran right up and jumped on him and wrapped my legs around his waist. Seriously- I am so madly in love with him it's got to be wrong! He said that he had several pics taken with women and his run like a girl sign. He said the guys all said- "yeah- that's exactly what I'm doing." Matt had a sign for K and was ALMOST as adorable- but I'll let K tell you about that. After we left the boys we kept saying to all the runners around us- "Aren't our husbands the cutest EVER!" I think they all actually agreed. I told a group that I felt sorry that I was the only one who gets to be married to Adam. (Well, if you don't count his first wife, but thats another story!) It was just the perfect kick in the shorts we needed to get up the biggest hill of the race- VEYO! You often hear runners refer to it as suicide hill because it is over a mile long. It's a killer alright, but you know us- when we got tired, we walked. No ego's at work there. During the hill huffing and puffing, we talked with a woman who had dedicated the race to her daughter- she had been diagnosed with cancer a couple of weeks prior and was currently at Primary Childrens. She was so cheerful and grateful to be running. She was such an inspiration.
We looked forward to mile 10 where we knew K's Dad, Mikelle, and their friend would be waiting. One of the things about the race that was surprising to me was the way we LIVED to see our next group of cheerleaders- which we could not have planned any better than how it just worked out. It was so fun to look forward to seeing them and talking about each group. K's fam had bananas for us and lots of cool signs and yelling. K's dad even ran with us for a few minutes. They were great cheerleaders and at the perfect location. We spent time over the next long stretch pointing out runners peeing on the side, and commenting on different beautiful red-rock formations. I only had shin pain the first 7 miles or so, and still I'm waiting for it to hit hard. I'm sure me self-medicating and doubling up on my prescription celebrex had nothing to do with it! Poor Dr Toronto- we were so bossy with him. "I'm doubling my meds" I told him. He laughed and said it really didn't matter what he said did it? I have a mini crush on him.
We kept correcting each others running form. K was great to keep reminding me to not lean forward- my bad form habit. "short strides!" "shoulders back!" "Slow down the pace a bit!" We were our own little coaching team, and it worked great. We ate our goo, doled out our clif bars, and drank, drank, drank Gatorade and water. I swear to you I did not come out one single calorie ahead when it was all said and done!
I kept texting our many promoters where we were and we got a lot of texts encouraging us to keep going! We even talked to Suzy on the phone. She had prepared probably about 100 inspirational quotes on teeny slips of paper for our pouches that we took turns reading to each other. How cool was that!
Our next support staff was trained and ready at mile 16- Rosie, Mitzie, and Renee! They were yelling and screaming and waving. Everyone around us was so jealous of our run like a girl team. We liked the jealousy. Sorry- but true. Don't anyone tell Larry Payne, but Stan- Mitzie's husband and Rosie's dad had smoked us about an hour before. Oh well- our hair was still perfect. The girls ran with us for a while. Such a cool boost. We have a new special little love for them forever now!
The miles seemed to pile up so fast. Really I didn't feel tired, or sore, or anything except elated! It seemed like we were at 20 before we really knew what was happening.
20 is where is starts to hurt for most. At the pasta dinner the night before we sat and talked with Moe, and his wife Carol. He said he had lost count long ago of number of marathons he had run. They were fun people. Moe told us the first third of the race you run with your head- telling yourself to slow down, not to get carried away by the excitement and make early mistakes you pay for later. The second third you run with your personality. You enjoy the adrenaline of running your goal of many months, you talk to other runners, you have a good time. The last third you run with your heart. You have to dig down deep to find the strength to keep going, and the will to finish. I thought that was about as accurate an accounting of a marathon as I've ever heard. 20 for us was still feeling good, but the small aches, and negative thoughts start to creep in. My left knee started complaining, but we used our many practiced techniques to quiet each traitor. I knew my family was at 23. I was LIVING for 23. At 21 we started talking about that only really- getting to 23, seeing my family. As we came over the hill- We were swarmed with close to one million nieces and nephews who yelled, screamed, waved the best signs of the race. They were yelling- "you're doing it! you're doing it!" Their faces are forever etched on my heart. I started to cry. Which of course makes Kristin cry. They CARRIED us down the hill, running with us, jumping and shouting, to my sisters and their husbands, my dad and my mom. I stopped to hug each of them. It makes me cry still to remember the scene. Never have I felt so loved and supported. It was an experience that I will look back on for a life-time as one of my most valuable. That day was an example of all that families are created for. I am so proud of THEM. OK- pull it together D. I'm on a plane right now headed for NYC and I think- true to form- I'm scaring the other passengers around me with my crying.
So- as we left the fam, my mom ran with us a little- of course making tracks. She is crazy amazing. K said- your mom is a good runner! See mom- Run with me! Let's train for a marathon together! You would be AMAZING! She left us as we headed out of the canyon and into town. There were starting to be a lot more people on the route. We were starting to feel hot and a little worn-down. We appreciated their cheering. K's sister and fam were at 24. We ran and ran- no longer taking any walk-breaks for quite some time. We were so glad to see them. I'll let K write about that, but was so fun to see Karin with her baby belly, run. They kept us going.
After 24 we knew that now it was tough and we had only ourselves to rely on. We really were still feeling pretty good, but ready to finish. My knee was now screaming. It felt a little like it was disconnected from the rest of my leg. Weird sensation. We kept watching our distance on the GPS watch and waiting to see signs of the finish line. Those moments with Kristin bonded us forever as we supported each other through the last minutes. We turned the last corner and saw the huge finish line. Big red and white balloons created a huge finish line that became consuming. We are slow enough that my family and our friends had all made it to the last stretch. We waved as we ran as fast as we had left in us down the chute. My brothers and their wives were there- actually yelling. My brothers don't really ever even talk- so to see them yell-- I almost fell down! K and I ran holding hands as we got closer and closer. As we crossed the finish line we both had our arms above us and we yelled, "We did it, We did it!" What a defining moment in a life. I will never forget it.
We walked through the misters a few times, and then someone put my medal on my neck. I felt so proud of my self, Kristin, our husbands, and families. A goal achieved by the efforts and support of so many. Everyone took pictures, tried on my medal, and re-hashed the race. What a great, great day.


I won't dwell on the EXCRUCIATING ice bath after the race, the blisters, or the weird way I have been walking since. I also will only briefly mention that the winner of the 70 years old and plus division finished only 4 minutes after us- our time was 5 hours 34 minutes. Don't read that part Larry!
Adam took me to Vegas where I sat in a pool in the spa for two days. I ate at the buffets until they were bankrupt. I am on a flight from Vegas to NYC to have a weekend with my college girlfriends. I brought my medal for them to try on too. Have you EVER heard of a girl with a better life??? That's what I thought too.
THANK YOU EVERYONE! WE LOVE YOU.

Announcement!

Look down at Sept. 24th's post! It's Suzy's Marathon story!!

Run....NOW!

Huh- Are you sure we want to do this!? I love this pic- describes the humbling drive!

Hey dear friends! I really wanted to post before the race- so here I am sitting next to Kristin in the pre-marathon lecture- writing to you! We got to St. George yesterday. We are staying in our friends' Mitzie's condo. It is sweet! Laying in bed last night I really felt my first feelings of consuming excitment. I don't think Adam liked hearing about it at 3 am. His response "mauuumphm". This morning we woke up and did the all important pre-marathon ritual.... self tanning. Hey- I'm not wearing those little running shorts and a tank top in front of all those people looking like casper. K is in total agreement. You know she is wearing mascara. I found a teeny tiny lipstick and put it in my pouch so as I cross the finish line- (hopefully not by crawling,) I MIGHT look a little less scary. We had breakfast at the Bear paw. Awesome.

Then we drove the course- just to scare the crap out of us. "Mother Marathon" is watching. Every time one of us says something kind of confident, the other one of us yells- STOP! Mother Marathon is listening- and she will school us! Did you know that the race course is 26.2 miles---- no seriously- It's over 26 miles. That is crazy- who would run that far? Oh....Us? Tomorrow? Uh, ok. Vacation check. Reality check. We hear you now mother marathon. We are LISTENING!

This is us already warming at the starting line bonfires- all prepped for tomorrow! There are 50 bonfires!

I want you to know I counted Suzy- there are 149 porta-potties at the start line. Crazy!

Tonight we have the big celebratory family pasta dinner. We are all prepped tanned, and packed. I really am feeling so excited that I think my heart my wear-out BEFORE tomorrow!

You know, I had forgotten before this training what a good friend running has been to me. This training has been one of the best things I have done in my life. I may have done this before, but not with these girls, or these friends cheerleading, or my family so behind me. It has made all the difference. Wish us luck in the morning!!!!