So, for everyone who hasn’t heard, things didn’t go quite so well for me at the Boston Marathon.
Pretty much everything that I feared could go wrong, did. I just didn’t feel right from the start, I don’t know how else to explain it. I finished, but barely. I walked A LOT. I threw up a bunch, paid several trips to the bathrooms, had dizzy spells, was struggling to breathe, and my legs kept cramping up. I never once thought about quitting, but the whole race was such a struggle. I felt so terrible, and each mile seemed so long. I don’t know what happened. My body was just totally rebelling on me. Also, after training in this awful winter, 70 degrees felt like 100. I was so overheated. I also have wicked sunburn.
But I somehow flung myself over that finish line, got my medal and was promptly wheeled to the medical tent. They picked me out and said I didn’t look well. I felt so dizzy and nauseated. Longest 4 hours and 25 minutes of my life. That’s 59 minutes off of my PR, for anyone keeping track. I am so embarrassed, disappointed and frustrated. My body couldn’t work for one fucking day? A day I had been dreaming about for a year and a half?
So, that’s that.
Let’s rewind. It was such a good weekend otherwise.
Tim and I drove to Wilkes-Barre on Thursday, and met my family for dinner. On Friday, I swam some easy laps, and then we began our road trip to Boston. While driving, my doctor’s office finally called me back about my blood work I had done forever ago. My iron is “extremely low,” as well as my immunoglobulin levels, which apparently is typically a sign of an autoimmune disease. Unfortunately, my doctor wants to meet with me himself, as opposed to me meeting with a nurse practitioner, and his next available appointment is May 29th. Not exactly the news you want to hear when en route to run a marathon, eh? Solider on.
We hit some traffic, but arrived to Katie’s apartment around 3. We unpacked, and then headed to the expo. The expo was a zoo, but really awesome. I ended up buying a t-shirt, a tech shirt, the infamous jacket and a hat. Then I made myself leave.
After the expo, we met my friend Laura (from high school) and Tim’s quasi-cousin for dinner at Porter Bellys. It was so good to see Laura. She’s two years younger than I am, but we grew up down the street from each other, and swam together in high school. We seriously never stopped talking from the time we sat down. The food and drink at Porter Bellys was pretty good too. After dinner, we hung out at Katie’s with her and her roommates and had a few drinks before bed.
On Saturday, I realized I had forgotten my Garmin. Luckily, my parents hadn’t left yet, so I texted my mom to bring me one, but COME ON KELLY. How do you forget that?
Tim and I went for a beautiful five-mile run. FORESHADOWING: It felt pretty good. We were easily holding an 8:15 pace. LOL.
After our run, we showered and then headed to meet my friend TC (from college) and his wife, Heather. I hadn’t seen TC in nearly six years, but it wasn’t weird at all. We had a really good time walking around and stopping at pubs.
The exhibit was extremely moving, and honestly brought me goosebumps. It made me feel so honored to be at the race. Once we got back, we grabbed dinner with Katie and her fiancée at Border Cafe, which was delicious. We also stopped at the Beat Hotel for a drink, which was such a cool place. The decor was awesome, very eccentric. We had a really good time with them, the four of us really clicked and conversation never stopped. I wished they lived closer.
On Sunday, we went for an easy three-mile run, and then went to Trader Joe’s, and then did nothing for most of the day, which I wanted. We enjoyed Easter brunch with everyone, including a delicious nutella bread, but I was extremely careful what I ate.
I did not eat this.
We said our goodbyes, and then stopped to see my parents’ and pick up the watches. We finally got to our hotel around 5, checked in and ordered gluten-free pizza for dinner. We lounged around until Game of Thrones came in, and I of course, fell asleep within the first 30 minutes. Sigh.
I didn’t sleep that well though. I woke up to pee at 2 and just never fell back into a deep sleep. Marathon morning was pretty calm for me, I boarded a shuttle to Boston Commons, then boarded a school bus for a ride to Hopkinton, then stood around in Athlete’s Village until it was time to go.
I wish I had a better experience, but it is what it is. I am still a Boston marathoner, just not how I hoped and prayed the day would go. After the race, we met my parents and their friends for dinner and drinks at Elephant and Castle. At this point, it was after 5, and all I had eaten was two bananas, a luna bar, shot blocks and some trail mix (after the race in hotel). I mised the post-race food becase I was in the med tent. I was beyond hangry.
I slept so well Monday night. I’m not too sore, just my quads. And my brain. Like I said, this is it for me for a while. This was a screaming wake up call that my body/health is not okay right now. I had never in a million years expected it to be as bad as it was. Of course, I plan to keep running, but the way I had been. No watch, no pace, just me and the road. I need to get better.
Thank you all so much for your well wishes and thanks for tracking me. I know it could have been worse. I could have never made it to the start, or could have DNF’ed. I am so grateful for all my wonderful friends and family who sent messages of encouragement and spoiled me with gifts. At the end of the day, I’m a Boston Marathoner. Just not proud of it.