Everyone told me to run a full marathon before taking on the Dopey Challenge in January (much more on that later), so I bit the bullet and signed up for my first FULL – The Philadelphia Marathon. That’s 26.2 miles, in case you didn’t know.
Think about how far away you would be if you DROVE 26.2 miles. That’s how far I RAN. With my LEGS. My HUMAN LEGS.
Linus, being the loving husband that he is, helped me prepare by doing Insanity with me. I no longer sell Beachbody products, but this is one that I always enjoyed, so we dusted it off and pushed PLAY. I also did a bit of running to prepare, but that training did not involve a shirtless Linus, so you’re welcome.
Bright and early, we headed to the start line. Linus was not running, but came to carry all the things. This was the woman in front of me and I don’t know who you are, but I SOOOO needed to see this before I started. Her sign says, “There will be days when I don’t know if I can run a marathon. There will be a lifetime knowing that I have.”
I’m not crying, you’re crying! Without a ton of training and IT band pain that had me in tears the past few months, it was going to take brute mental strength to get me through.
Brute mental strength and a great friend. This is Sarah, you may remember her from a previous post when we ran the DIVAS Half together on a nice sunny day in September. This day was not as kind to us. Sarah and I suffered through freezing temps, a literal wind storm, rain, hail, and constant leaves flying in our faces (due to said wind).
Thought loop I had while running:
This is miserable, I hate this, will I ever be warm again, how much longer *repeat*
The time limit is 7 hours and we made it to the halfway point in 3 hours and 10 minutes. When Sarah (the time keeper), announced this, I just knew we were going to make it. I think my exact words were, “We’re going to God-damn finish this thing,” and I was right!
P.S. I owe you, friend! You put up with me and were so encouraging. I am SO SO thankful for our friendship.
The bus ride back to the hotel was like living a dream and a nightmare. Still high off of finishing, my mind wanted to celebrate.
My body was screaming WHAT.THE.ACTUAL.FUCK?
After my victory on the streets of Philly, Linus and I had a fabulous meal at one of my favorite restaurants, Tinto. Spanish food is my all-time favorite because I studied abroad in Bilbao and eating paella takes me back to one of the very best times of my life- ah, to be 20 again. Or not, because now is also pretty good.
If you haven’t been to Philadelphia, it’s worth the trip. Yeah, yeah, it’s not New York, but I think that’s what’s so great about it. It’s not New York and it’s not trying to be. The people and the City have a certain grit to them. Everyone smokes and it’s fine because that’s life and maybe you just have to deal sometimes. There is also a market called Reading Terminal where you can find just about every tasty treat that has ever existed.
Finally, the very best part of Philly is the Helium Comedy Club. We saw D.L. Hughley after eating at Tinto and he rocked the house. Seriously, we were laughing for a solid hour. The opening acts were also amazing. If I lived there I would go all the time. You can see the best of Philly in a 3-day weekend, so put it on your calendar!
Shout out to my girl Melissa Ann who is in the hospital dealing with a melvin. If you’re reading this, I hope you get out of captivity soon. Love you.
Where is your favorite getaway? Reply and let me know 🙂