I used to say ‘I am not a runner.’ I always perceived marathoners as people who possessed something unique to be able to pursue such a mission. Sunday, I joined a special group of winners who put everything aside to reach their goal. I saw people running for loved ones who have passed, or running after beating cancer, or running because it is something they never thought they could do. It was exciting, emotional and sometimes surreal. It was a gorgeous day and the energy was high. I think I gave a thumbs-up to each of the 80 bands along the way and thank yous to all who were saying “you got this, you can do it, good job!”
I found myself realizing about half way that this day that it seemed a little easier than my long runs by myself. I was strong and I felt really good! I enjoyed taking in every moment of the day. I also knew that my parents were waiting for me at mile 18. That was motivation to pull past 15 when I started to feel my first glimpse of slight fatigue. To see mom and dad there was awesome!!! The energy pulled me through another few miles feeling gratitude for love and support of my family and many friends.
Miles 20-23 are a blur to me. They were a little rough. Once I saw mile 24 I couldn’t believe it—I had to look at the flag a couple of times to make sure. I have never seen 24 before! I knew I only had 2 more miles and I could reach that dream. 2 miles is nothing! I kept running and soaking in the surroundings. The runners thin out a lot by this time and people were hurting but we all kept going. The minute I saw Nationwide Boulevard, I knew I was going to do this! The crowds got bigger and the cheers got louder. I crossed that finish line strong and it was a moment I will never forget.
Unfortunately, after my incredible finish my body decided it had taken on enough. I became very sick and landed in Grant hospital for a couple of days with renal failure and muscle breakdown due to severe dehydration. How could this happen? I did everything RIGHT. It has been a rough recovery and the doctors had to pry my medal out of my hands to heal me. I decided to share this marathon moment because I think it is important to note that despite the most diligent training, and the most conscious efforts to hydrate and the most careful consultation with doctors during training, your body is still in charge. My doctors believe an illness I picked up while overseas earlier this year impacted my body in a way that made it difficult to recover properly from extreme exertion. I encourage anyone considering this new adventure—or taking on another phase of running to really listen to your body and be aware that what may seem like a small issue or just a little bit of fatigue could actually be very serious. I got wonderful medical help and I am on the mend.
Despite the unplanned addition to my marathon finale—I am so proud of my accomplishment. I get an excited jolt every time I look at my medal. I know for the rest of my life when I am not sure how I can tackle something, I will think the waving flag at mile 24 and that feeling of knowing I can do it just by sticking it out a little longer.
I can no longer say I am not a runner, because today, I officially am one!
Congratulations to all those who reached their goal and to those who tried. There is a lot to be proud of for the time and commitment you gave to this feat.



