Yesterday I ran 26.2 miles.
(Thank you, Beth, for the great shot at the finish line!)
Today, I rested.
Rest is a beautiful thing.
I’m not going to lie – my legs were not very happy with me this morning. My IT bands were TIGHT and I had what I like to call the “marathon hobble.” It was the worst when I first got up – and my legs hadn’t moved in 8+ hours – but once I started moving, it began to feel better. The key to post-marathon recovery is to keep moving, the minute you sit down is the minute you regret it when you have to stand up again. Standing up is a bitch. Also, stairs. Those aren’t fun either. 😉
My feet and toes are really in the worst shape. Let’s just say I may have pushed my shoes one race too far and they are officially up for retirement. I’ll save you the photos of my feet, but trust me when I say they’re not pretty. I have a blood blister on the side of my my big toe, another blood blister on the toe next to that, and a big water blister on the pinky toe of my other foot. Thankfully I still have all of my toenails (woo hoo), but the blisters have me wincing. Ouch.
It’s been a nice run, Mizunos. You gave me 4 amazing months of running and 2 awesome PRs, but I think it’s time to move on.
You will be missed.
Still, nothing can beat that post-marathon high I’m still reveling in. How long is it considered appropriate to continue to wear your medal after a race? One day? Two days? An entire week?! I’m pretty sure I never want to take it off.
I’ve been reviewing every little detail of yesterday’s race in my head. Last night I kept pressing refresh on the race results page for my official splits and this morning I attempted to upload my stats from my Garmin to my computer (couldn’t get it to work :() before giving up and just manually plugging them into excel.
I love going over the numbers and seeing where I can improve in the future and where I surprised myself in pushing passed my limits.
It feels good to review those numbers and know I ran a smart race. Even with the hills, I never slowed passed a 9:32 mile and the majority of the race was at sub-9:00 for an overall 9:03 average. My fastest mile was mile 11 at 8:35, where I rode the downhill, and my slowest mile was 9:32 at mile 25, where I was really starting to hurt and ready for the race to be over.
Compare the above times with the elevation chart and you can definitely see a pattern in the dips and climbs.
Also, something I noticed, my bathroom stop at mile 18 was nonexistent in my stats.
Further proof not to be afraid to take a bathroom break if you need it. Yes, it’s still possible to PR and make a pit stop. Trust me. Just look for a porta potty without a line and get-in and get-out. Done.
Instead of driving straight to Tampa last night, I stayed at my sister’s place in Orlando. This morning we both enjoyed a couple of well deserved extra hours of sleep, before making eggs and toast for breakfast.
I love that she had dill for the eggs. Dil + scrambled eggs = amazing.
We both enjoyed a few downward dog stretches and pigeon poses (hurt-so-good), while dreaming up our next races. Yes, we spent the majority of the morning reviewing our times before googling “flat and fast marathon courses.” We have a disease – it’s called “running.”
I’ve decided not to run Disney the week after my wedding (:() and am instead looking at February or March marathons with Kelly. Nothing is set in stone, but it is fun to look. I’m telling you that post-race high makes you do crazy things. There has to be research out there that shows how much more willing a person is to register for a race immediately following another race versus out of the blue. I bet 75% of people who register for marathons just finished running another race and registered the next day.
I left Kelly before she talked me into anything too crazy and started back on my way to Tampa.
I snacked on a bag of animal crackers from yesterday’s marathon finisher’s chute during the drive.
And stopped at Taco Bus in Tampa for lunch.
I knew we didn’t have any food in the house, and knowing Taco Bus was waiting for me in Tampa only made the drive go by that much faster.
I had the taco lunch platter with pollo verde and pork.
I ate it all. I sometimes forget how delicious Taco Bus is. They have the BEST tacos. Ever.
I have a post-marathon massage scheduled for this afternoon (God bless Groupon deals!) as a special you-just-ran-26.2-miles treat. That massage can not come fast enough.