So today I ran my first marathon, against my better judgment! It was really tough, but I’m glad I ran one marathon in case I decide not to run any more. Maybe I’m more of a half marathon person! The Flying Pig is a great marathon to start off with. It’s not completely flat and there are some pretty major hills, but that just makes it more impressive when you finish it. There are also a lot of people cheering you on, both from the volunteers and the residential areas that you run through. Plus, the people always have all kinds of energy-boosting snacks, even if they’re not actual volunteers. This year some of the highlight foods were pringles, twizzlers, caramels, GU, and cookies. I didn’t want to run it alone, so I made my dad run it with me, although he has run it 7 or 8 times now so he’s a pro! I started out strong but granny jogged it for at least a couple miles. But the important thing is that I sprinted it out at the end and crossed the finish line! I have a few pictures to share, courtesy of my mom who cheered in two places on the course with my grandma and brother and told me I wasn’t running fast enough (which was probably true).
Pre-race, feeling great at 5:30 in the morning!
Mile 9.5, still feeling good running in front of the shark-costume guy
Mile 24, dying internally, but sped up so I wouldn’t get yelled at
Post-marathon, with the spoils of my own personal war
Also, I have decided that running creates the ugliest pictures ever. But the ugly pictures were worth it for the experience. Just make sure that if you decide to do a marathon, or even a half marathon, do some serious training or you’ll feel like your legs are going to give out (speaking from experience).