Gonna keep this one a little short; feeling a little tired right now. Not sure why...
First, a big thank you to Dan Good for filling in with updates earlier today. It was good to have a friendly face nearby as I experienced the best running day of my life.
Under four hours. I'm still processing that one, even if I don't have the official time yet (by my watch, it was about 3:57 and change). You go into something like this thinking about what you'd like to do, and then what's realistic for you to do. I really had no idea what to expect from today.
Before my tendinitis, I was in the best shape of my life, no question. I was running sub-8 minute miles, and my body felt great.
And then it didn't.
Ever since, I've been fighting to regain that form and fitness. Didn't quite get there. And, having experienced two marathons that started strong followed by a slow fade, it wouldn't have surprised me at all if the same had happened today.
It could have. My legs started tightening up at around mile 18. I ran through it until mile 23.5, when I just couldn't anymore. I stopped and stretched, then started up again only to have to go through the same maneuver twice more. But then you get to mile 25, the crowd thickens up, everyone is cheering and pride takes over. You've come too far to be denied.
Each marathon holds a special significance for me. Today's is still sinking in, but to be able to say I ran the entire way... wow. It doesn't get better than that.
Check back later to see DG's video of today's adventure. I know I'm looking forward to checking it out. And come back tomorrow morning to see how I'm feeling the morning after. (Just give it until 11 or so; I'm moving a bit slower than usual.)
It says something about me, I guess, that another 26.2 are in the books, and I'm already looking forward to the next one. (My wife and kids can relax, though; I'm not going to sign up for another for a little while...)