I'm not going to lie, I spent most of the day disappointed yesterday after the race. I was SO hoping to be so sore that I couldn't move and be starving and eat mountains of food. It didn't go like that. Exhaustion definitely hit in midafternoon but everytime I looked at the clock I was thinking that I'd still be out there had I kept going. I had to keep telling myself that I made the right choice and feeling around for the little bugger's movements. I think the thing that disappointed me the most was that I had to walk. I've been running 30 to 40 mile weeks throughout and walking just really sucks. I was in great spirits the whole time and really just enjoying being out there, but once I got into the car with my parents who were great and took me there and came to cheer, I felt sad. I realized I never made it to Manuyunk - that's my favorite part of the course going up Kelly drive, and that I really didn't even get to be a runner. I was so mean to my parents and told them if they hadn't been there waiting for me, I probably would have kept going and finished. IT was a mean thing to say, and really I knew that I shouldn't have kept going, so it wasn't their fault, and it was probably meant to be that they were waiting for me.
Last night the baby was moving all around like a nut. I think he/she was telling me that he/she was ready to run and do the marathon and was mad at my body too. Yep, that was it. I really felt like my belly button was going to be pushed out last night by a finger or foot.
Waking up this morning and not being sore made me feel poopy all over again. I crave that soreness that you get after a marathon, when you can't walk downstairs without pain and it hurts to walk. The one and only pain that I have is below the back of my knee, the top of my right calf muscle. From walking.
I went to the gym after work with the intention of jogging maybe 1/2 hour, warming up for 10 minutes, lifting then doing 20 minutes. Once I started running I didn't feel like stopping since I never know when I'll be able to run and feel decent doing so! So I ended up running 6 miles without any huge issues. It took me 1:03 instead of an hour and a half. I think it was my body's way of saying Sorry for sucking yesterday. I guess it made me feel better in a way, but it also pissed me off that it didn't come to play yesterday.
Dear body, You suck. I only needed about 5 hours of your time and you couldn't get it together. Then you give me an hour of uninterrupted time the very next day. You better get it together, because I'm going to beat the S**T out of you if you even try something like this for Boston. I'm not going to be all cuddly and nice to you. I take care of you and this is what I get back?? Unacceptable.
27 weeks 11.21.08
27 weeks 11.21.08