Saturday was the Akron Marathon, and it was a glorious day to run. The temperature started in the 50's, and it never got hotter than 73 before noon. The race started at 7:00, so the half marathon runners were in really comfortable temperatures, and the full marathon runners didn't get too hot either.
Full confession: I had a meltdown before the race. I had a team dinner with the Towpath Turtles, and although I was worried about how I would handle it, I actually had a great time. Then the next day everything hit me--HARD. I would not be running this race. I would not be running for a while. I am wearing running shoes and I can't run. It's unfair and stupid.
That day at work ended in a semi-stressful way, and I sobbed my way home. Of course, it wasn't about work at all; I realized right away why I was crying. When I got home I had just enough time to plaster some makeup over my tear stains, and then I headed for Parent/Teacher conferences. Then I came home and broke down again. This is how I looked:
Ok, this was bound to happen; it was just a matter of when. I got through it. I realize that I have tiny problems, more specifically one teeny-tiny broken bone. On Saturday morning, the kids and I walked about a mile to the Blue Line where we cheered on runners right before the big hill on the marathon route. I got to see David and Heather, who were doing the Full-Mary, and Meralee, who was doing the Turtle relay. What I DIDN'T see was that Meralie was literally carrying me on her back:
I have already requested my status to change from "deferred" to "registered" for the 2014 Akron Marathon. I'm going to kick that half marathon in the behind.