A Marathon I was particularly excited for. It was going to be my 12th marathon or marking the marathon for a month for a year milestone. This was the Carmel Marathon just 30 minutes from Indianapolis. I flew in and had a day to myself to explore and see what I can find. With literally no end goal for the day, I had 7 hours to spend and wander. I explored random museums, took a nap in a park, and just wandered. Anything I can do to relax and stay calm before the marathon.
On race day, my parents and I woke up at 4:30 am to head to the start. Disoriented and craving cliff bars, we headed to Carmel and waited for the start at 7:30. The course was throughout the different towns near Carmel including a big portion through some of the nature trails. The whole area was beautiful. The scenery really helped me stay at a good pace since each turn was something different.
One of the best surprises that completely struck me was my friend, Jennifer Azevedo. I have had a few friends come cheer on but never by surprise. At mile 10, all I hear is a someone yelling my name. I'm blown away and see Jenn. I don't know what to do, happiness takes me over, I wanted to stop and give her a hug but really couldn't slow down for to long. At that moment, a shot of excitement completely changed my pace and helped me have such a great pace until the very end. She found me at a weak moment approaching mile 22 and helped me to not stop.
I felt great and had no issues until mile 23 where this sense of overwhelming took over, my heart started racing, and my energy levels collapsed. You would be surprised but even with just 3 miles left, your mind will tell you to stop. I was able to continue and finished with my family and Jenn waiting for me at the finish line.
The best part about the marathon, which I am going to write about for a blog post is this lady that ran with me the whole time, Alyce. We had the same pace the whole time from the beginning to mile 20. There were times when we passed each other but would only get a few steps ahead until we were back shoulder to shoulder. We did not talk, but we both knew sticking together was our motivation to stick together and push through. It wasn't until mile 15 where she said "I don't like to talk while running. But you're my motivation to continue." I literally said the same back. At mile 21 to 22, I started to go a little bit faster but was regularly slowing down and looking back to make sure she was still continuing. At mile 23, I hit my hard wall and just had to focus my mind to continue. I finished and had to go to the medic tent because my heel had a bad cut so I missed seeing her complete the marathon.
I look back at the past 314 miles ran in all of these marathons and couldn't be happier. Some women and children will go this distance in a month to bring their family water. I know the work we have accomplished will help, and I am excited to see where the donations go.
Thank you, mom and dad, for all of your love and support.