This has to be the 2nd worst marathon I have run. The first was the Las Vegas half. I don’t think any marathon will beat that one.
The day started out pretty rough. I was up at 1:15 am and couldn’t get back to sleep. When my alarm went off at 2:40 am I was starving! While Paul was making my smoothie I grabbed a granola bar. Paul handed me a banana and said the granola bar was a bad idea. I told him I was so hungry I think I will be fine.
3:10 am I left and went to mom and dad’s house to meet up with Ferelyn and Court.
4:10am we arrived at the buses. I was so tired. I was fighting sleep on the bus.
5:30am we arrived at the top of Payson canyon. Having an hour to shiver I sipped my smoothie while standing in line for the porta potties. 20 minutes before the race started I left the line and dropped my bag on the bus and got back in line. A minute after I got in line I realized I dropped my awake drug. I left it in my bag! I ran back to the bus. They let me on the bus and told me good luck finding my bag among the other 500 blue bags.
Tears, a short prayer, and 10 minutes later I found my bag! I ran back to the porta potties. While I was in the potty the horn sounded. The race began! Oh, well. Good thing for the chip and my time doesn’t start until I cross the start line.
6:40am. I let the hills take me down. So far so good until mile 4. My stomach was so heavy. I kept running. Mile 5 my stomach was hurting! I will NEVER eat a granola bar again before a marathon.
Mile 8 I was looking for a place to throw up my breakfast. I pulled off the road and into the bushes. I was able to throw up a little, but as it was coming out the top, it wanted to come out the end 🙂 So, for the last 4 miles it was a little spicy down there, ha!
Mile 9 I stopped to throw up again, but there were too many people around so I kept going.
Mile 12 I ran past several residential garbage cans and I was so nauseous I was going to use one of them. I decided to just walk the last mile.
2 hours and 9 minutes. I am so disappointed. I told Paul I wanted him to drive me back up the mountain next Saturday and I was going to run it again. I didn’t get a chance to enjoy the mountain scenery, the cool morning, or the sunrise. I was only thinking of my heavy, nauseous stomach. So disappointed. I was looking forward with a time under 2 hours!