For lunch today I had the pleasure of dining with a few co-workers at one of my favorite nearby restaurants, Harmoni.
We split the Dip Trio Appetizer
White Bean, Red Pepper Hummus, & Spicy Tyrzati
(they sent the extra dip home with me – yum)
And I ordered the Fig Salad with Shrimp as my main meal.
I’m glad I asked for the shrimp, other wise the salad would have been very plain. There suppose to be walnuts, but I never saw any. 🙁
The lunch was fabulous and very low key. I work with a great group of people. 🙂
Earlier this morning I snacked on a slice of cheese and cherry tomatoes.
Alyssa’s First Marathon
I’m starting a My First Big Race Series on the blog. I really love reading recaps from other people’s first half marathons, marathons, etc and wanted a place to showcase them on the blog. If you have a story you would like to share shoot me an e-mail at email@example.com
Today’s story comes from Alyssa at Chocolate is My Life.
Alyssa just completed the Baltimore Marathon a few weeks ago and lived to the tell the tale. Congrats Alyssa!
Here’s her story:
My friend Carolyn and I signed up for the Baltimore Marathon in January. I was terrified to hit that “confirm” button on the registration page, running a marathon seemed like some crazy dream and I didn’t actually believe I would run 26.2 miles. 8 months later, after a great (hot!) summer of training, I woke up on marathon day not feeling any of the fear I was expecting, just excitement! Carolyn and I headed to the start line with some other friends from our training group, and before we knew it, the gun had sounded and we were actually running our first marathon.
The first half was so much fun. Carolyn and I and our friend Mike amused ourselves by chatting and belting out song lyrics (Baby Got Back and Don’t Stop Believing were my favorites). Our biggest problem was we kept going too fast. I had heard a ton of horror stories about going out to fast and burning out later. I was the pace drill sergeant and checked my Garmin obsessively and kept slowing us down. My family had traveled 400 miles to cheer on my sister, who was running the half, and I. I saw my Dad, Mom, stepdad and husband at miles 9 and 13 and it was such a huge boost!
After Mile 13 I knew I wouldn’t be seeing my cheering section again until the finish, and at Mile 15 Mike wasn’t feeling well and told us to go on. Carolyn asked why I wasn’t complaining about anything hurting, and if I truly wasn’t in any pain. Um, I wish! I am just a serious believer in the strength of denial. Still, a few aches and pains weren’t enough to make me not enjoy my first marathon! I was feeling good overall. I was excited for the 20 mile mark, because after 20 miles, every step would be a new distance record. Carolyn also pointed out there was only a 10K left. We remembered running a 10K in college together when it seemed like such a long distance. Now we were running one after already doing 20 miles! I had also dedicated each one of the last 6 miles to a member of my family whose support had helped me get to this marathon. Thinking about each person at their mile was a nice distraction.
At Mile 21 I tried to just pretend I was heading out the door for a 5 mile run but that didn’t fool my body. There wasn’t much crowd support here and the stories are true – those last 6 are TOUGH! We saw mile 26 and Carolyn said she was going to try to push it to the end. I told her to go ahead, I didn’t think I could move any faster. But when I saw her back I really wanted to finish with her so somehow I sprinted up next to her. Carolyn and I grabbed each others’ hands just before crossing and threw them up as we did – WOW! As soon as a volunteer handed me my medal I put it on and just felt so thrilled, proud, and exhilarated. After months of training and hours of running, I can’t even describe how excited I was to be wearing that medal. Running a marathon was truly an incredible experience, and I can’t wait to do it again!