Sunday morning I rolled out of bed, did my morning routine and pre-race prep and called a cab.The best part of running in the Bronx was I didn't have to worry about The MTA Gods controlling my travels. It took me about 10 minutes to get to the baggage area from my apartment. (Seriously, We need more Bronx races.)
When I walked to my corral I took my pre-race picture. Don't I look awesome!
After some searching, I found my amazing race buddy Alnardo, @Serious06. The last race we ran together was back in June. It feels longer than that. He spent the month of September completing the trifeta of Spartan Races. He completed the last one the day before the Bronx race. He is truly amazing. I am proud of you brother.
Jay, @jaydenson, stopped by to say hello. It was great meeting another runner of the Bronx.
As the corrals started to get closer to each other Valerie, @vrtorres912, caught up to me and Alnardo. Gosh, she is a tiny person. I had to squat down to take a picture with her.
Soon to follow was Kathy, @Kata_razzi. She is a fellow Weight Watcher and blogger (NYC Runner Girl). Kathy and I will be handing out the medals at the New York City Marathon together. I can't wait for that day to get here!
As the crowd started moving forward I started to get very hyped. This was about to happen. Finally this day is here. I get to prove to myself that I can and will do these 10 miles in The Awesome Mom fashion. This race is my guide to completing the Staten Island Half taking place in two weeks. What ever ups and downs I feel at this race will with adjust for the half.
It was time to go. Time to make my borough proud of me. I completed my first mile in 11:12! Amazing!
In no time Joe, @JoMak_ny, caught up to me. He is my new BFF. We have been talking fitness, races, running and cycling since meeting him at the Percy Sutton a month ago. He slowed down just enough to take our awkward picture. He made it to the race after only a few hours of sleep. He party-ed hard the night before with his wife at the Electric Race. We gave each other a little boost after seeing one and another.
|Picture taken by Joe|
|Picture taken by Sheryl|
|Photo taken by Sheryl|
I have no idea what mile I was at when I saw my co-worker, Ms. Sonders. She is at almost all these races. She is so sweet and patient. It's always great to see her.
After that....I was alone. I was left with myself, my thoughts and my pain. I felt shin pain around mile 3 and ankle pain started to set in at mile 7. I felt like I was out of sync with my body. I turned off the music and turned on my timing app. For 20 minutes I ran 1 minute and walked 1 minute. Once the 20 mins passed. I took my earbuds out. No music, no timing app, no pacing app.....just listening to my body. Suddenly I was at mile 8.5. I didn't have far to go. I slowly heading to the finish line.
At mile 9, Alnardo called me. I didn't pick up. We played a little phone tag....I finally text him. "At mile 9.7." He texted back, "I'm coming." I didn't know what that meant at the time. I just kept going.
I looked up and saw.....
Sheryl and Alnardo running back out onto the course to finish the race with me. I immediately became emotional. I have so much love for these two amazing people. They waited patiently for me to cross the finish line. They have been my biggest cheerleaders throughout this year. Since we all run at different pace we will probably never cross the finish line together and have the same finishing time. This show so much unity and support. I am so happy that I have these guys by my side. (Yes, I am crying while I am typing this.)
|Picture taken by J. Dubs|
I had no idea that J.Dubs snapping pictures and recording my finish line. I realized she was there when I stopped. I gave her the biggest hug ever. Next up were big hugs with tears of joy for Sheryl and Alnardo. Sheryl captured my emotional hug.
I had waited so long to run this race. I wasn't one bit nervous about the 10 miles that I had in front of me that morning. I wasn't worried about pain or blusters or even losing a toe nail. I knew that 8 weeks of Staten Island Half training had prepared me for this race on my turf. I am humbled by my accomplishment.
After I wiped the tears away I became very hyper! I wanted to take pictures with EVERYONE!!!!
We caught up with Sheryl's great friend, Saville and took a few pictures with him and his crew.
We caught up to the very inspiring, James Lu. He is 75 years old. He started running at the age of 59 years old. He is at each and every NYRR race. I gave him his medal at the NYC Half and I plan on giving him his medal at the NYC Marathon. Even if I have to fight for it.
When I got back home, I did what I always do. I grab my tape and stick my bib on to my victory wall and returned to be regular old mommy.
If you would have told me this time last year that I would have complete so many races I would have told you you were crazy. I was never a runner.....it's amazing how things change so easily.