I was supposed to run the Wilmington/Wrightsville Beach marathon tomorrow. Since life has been canceled for however long and I had already trained, I was going to run the distance anyway.
For me, part of marathon training includes food prep, before I even start the actual run part of training. It makes eating well much easier after I have worked and ran to have some of the prep work done. I had several batches of shredded chicken ready to put together with whatever else, cubed chicken breast for stir fry, butternut squash already roasted, several batches of ground turkey cooked so I could throw it in the crockpot easily with whatever else to make a meal, lasagne, pie crust, pizza crust, and fresh bread. We do go out to eat and get take out, of course, but this helps out tremendously.
I started my run early this morning to avoid the heat, because I knew it was going to be an issue. I trained in the winter temps, not 80 degrees.  I set out extra water at the end of my driveway  so I could refill my water bottle when I ran past the house, which I did a few times. When I was training I would make pit stops in Dicks Sporting Goods to refill my water and use their facilities if I needed to. Since they are closed, I planned to run back past here a few times. I wanted to go farther from home, but chickened out running on the busier roads or crossing the I85 bridge. There wasnât a good way to get across with traffic.
I had no time goal for this race. Just to do it and enjoy running. Whatâs not to love about running at the beach, right?! So, when my phone rang and a friend called I answered it. I walked while I was talking, which I didnât realize until I hung up it had been almost a mile. đą But, no time goal and I probably needed the break anyway, so whatever. As soon as it started getting warm, I started struggling. At 16.4 miles I called it quits. I was miserable. The heat was making me nauseous. There wasnât going to be a DNF anywhere online. I had nothing to prove. I do this because I love it, right!? Why keep going if you are miserable?
I came in the house, drank some iced coffee and some water with electrolyte powder. I texted Dale and told him I had quit. Then I kicked myself in the hiney for whimping out. He also gave me some encouragement. I actually had to change clothes because I was soaked and once you stop it just gets worse (chafing would then be a bigger issue), and went back out to finish 9.8 more miles. Â I ran out of water again and this time I didnât have any outside, Â so had to come in to refill my water bottle.
I finally finished. đđđźââď¸đ¤Šđđźââď¸đđđźââď¸đđđźââď¸đ đđźââď¸ I have no medal, however I will celebrate my 26.2 mile run and wait for next year to get my mostly flat run with beach views and a medal.
Here are some of the pretty views I did get to enjoy this morning:
Sidenote: I really wanted to get a picture of all the school buses lined up in front of the school picking up food to deliver. It was pretty amazing yesterday when I saw them all there. I never seemed to run past there at the right time today to get a good picture.