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.
Rock on with your self righteousness. Congrats on the finish and you totally deserved that lenten sinfulness after the race! Are you kidding?! That’s why we race.
Congratulations!!
And no food item makes me happy than a shrimp po’ boy.
Awesome! I think God totally forgives you…isn’t there a special dispensation for doing major athletic feats? No? Than there should be.
Way to go! Congratulations on a great run!
I learned as a grown-up that Sundays during Lent don’t count, at least in Catholicism. Sundays are celebration days and, I think, not counted in the 40 days of Lent. I’ve googled it–it’s not some bizarre North Jersey thing that my ex-husband thought everyone knew.
So you’re cool by those rules.
Also, congratulations and well done!
You are awesome! Congratulations on a wonderful accomplishment!
Congratulations Erin! I’m very proud of you. I signed up to run one on May 1 and am training now. I’m feeling very discouraged…as running 4 miles is hard for me. I hope I can finish it.
Congratulations! I ran my first half marathon last fall and I remember how accomplished and proud I felt after. So this year I upped the ante and I’m registered for two half marathons – one in June and one in October.
I’d love to do a full marathon but my annoying feet get blisters after 7 or 8 miles no matter what I do and I don’t think I could run another 19 miles with them – the 6 miles of the half are hellish enough.
Enjoy your accomplishment!
Congrats! You ROCK!
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