Another year and another Blues Marathon is in the books! This year's Blues Marathon, along with the First Light Marathon in Mobile the following day, was the Maniac Reunion. I had no intentions of running Mobile again, but after this announcement was made, I ended up signing up for that race too which was in direct violation of my new rule for 2015 - No spending money on hotel rooms for races unless it's a new state. Doh! I'm so weak. I made arrangements for several friends to stay at my house and to travel with to Mobile so the cost of the hotel room/travel was pretty minimal. But I digress. Let's get back to the Blues! Race morning was so freaking cold! Actually the entire race was so freaking cold!
|Pre-race selfie. Yes, hubby's beard is real.|
Last year, I actually did pretty well at the Blues, finishing with a new PR of 4:14:59. This year, I knew it would just be good to finish without my asshole right leg falling off! Ever since Pensacola, my right leg has decided that it hates me. I've had pains in both my adductor and my IT band that have made me cut a lot of my runs short. So just getting through the Blues this year would be a victory. The race started and I ran with my friend TW for the first few miles. My asshole leg pretty much hurt from the very beginning.
|WTF is up with my arm swing? (pic courtesy of Fleet Feet Jackson)|
I didn't take my hunter orange sweatshirt off until around mile 5, but I did so very reluctantly and once I did take it off I immediately regretted that life decision. I actually never felt "warm" the entire race. Always slightly chilly. I stayed just ahead of or with the 4:30 pacer for about the first 11 miles or so. This is much slower than I have been running my long runs but was just trying to keep my damn leg happy.
For as "slow" as I was going, the miles seemed to fly by. I ran pretty much the entire way, just very slowly. I wasn't wearing any Maniac gear because I was feeling less than social. In addition to my asshole leg, I was also getting a cold. Pretty much the running gods hated me. The Blues course is "rolling" and that's pretty much all you have to keep you entertained. Most of the course is through residential neighborhoods and along the highway. Not very scenic at all! For it being so cold, I was impressed with the amount of people out cheering us on in the neighborhoods. My ass would have been inside! By the time I got to about mile 22, I knew that at least a sub-5 finish time was in the bag. I didn't want to stop running because it was most painful to stop and then start again. So I "ran" (maybe shuffled is a better word) until I hit the finish line. Finished in 4:43:45.
|Look at that quad!|
I grabbed my metal, a bottle of water, and my heat sheet and walked (hobbled) directly to my car. Leg was definitely pretty angry with me. Chances of doing Mobile the next day were slim to none! Even bending my leg was a real struggle. Got home and discovered that hubby had done well in the half and had signed up for the Mississippi River Half Marathon in a few weeks.
|Too cold for outside pictures.|
The medal this year is fantastic. As you can see, both the marathon and half marathon medals are quite large. I'm not sure why the guitar tilts the way it does. Don't people play it tilted the other way? Upon looking at all my Blues medals, they all tilt this (what I consider) wrong way. In our race bag, we didn't get a shirt, but a vest that resembles that of a Walmart greeter (thanks to JL for making that reference on Facebook because I thought it was the most accurate description of this hideous piece of race clothing). I can't believe the number of people that were actually wearing that thing during the race. Unless I dress up as a Walmart greeter for Halloween one year, the chances of me putting that thing on are pretty much ZERO! They gave these vests out in 2009 and they were bright yellow. One of the only pieces of race clothing that I've actually thrown in the garbage!
|Welcome to Walmart. Let me play you a little ditty on my guitar.|
After a quick shower, we were on our way to Mobile for the First Light race. At the expo, I officially dropped to the half marathon and upon waking up on Sunday morning I officially kept my ass in bed. No way I was even walking the half marathon. I wasn't too sad about this since I've already done this race. It's more important for me to finish new states, so if that means dropping out of a few "local" races, then that's what I'll do.
A week later and my leg feels perfectly fine, although I haven't been for a run since the Blues. My next run just may be on January 31, 2015, when I FINISH the Sedona Marathon in AZ for my 25th state.