I ran a half marathon. It was pretty awesome.
Of course I’m sore and practically immobile right now, but it was awesome. I know a lot of people don’t understand why runners put ourselves through these things, to be so sore at the end, but the self-righteousness of it all tends to trump the pain. Heh.
It was an amazing weekend, and I’m still a little stunned that I ran 13.1 miles yesterday. My body is sore and I’m having troubles walking. Or moving. But I wore my bodybugg and learned that running for 2.54 hours will burn 2400 calories, which was good because my lunch plans included the following:
- A fried shrimp and oyster po’boy called “The Peace Maker”
- Hush puppies
- Raw oysters
- Two beers*
- French fries
- Three beignets*
- A pile of powder sugar (it was on the beignets)
I got to see AB, Vince, Eliza and Linda, four people I haven’t seen in seven years but it felt as though a day hadn’t passed. I loved running that event, and my race post covers it, but wow was it wonderful to see those guys. Of course my weekend was made even better by Alice, Katie and Danielle, Megan and Amy – the last three especially since they let me bunk with them the whole weekend after my hotel bounced me.
(I got my money back, thank God.)
I’m taking a break from running, and will focus on weight training and boot camp with an ex-Marine (Though I just realized I probably ought to hold off on more strenuous exercise until we learn if I’m pregnant or not. Even then, my doctor wants me to lay off the superstar athletics so we’ll see.). I’ll run again come Spring, pregnant or not, but for fun. Which means, probably, three miles, five tops.
I want to love it completely again.
The lunch was worth it.
*I know this broke my Lenten promise. I hope God forgives me.
