Ok, it’s been over a month since the NYC Half Marathon, and I’m finally feeling up to posting about it. Honestly, it was awful. It wasn’t awful because of race organization and whathaveyou. It was awful because I unknowingly ran the race with pneumonia. I thought it was a cold. Noooo. So because I’m feeling rather negative about the race, I’ll just post some pictures and some highlights. Okay?
Blurry, before-the-sunrise race morning picture in Central Park.
Because the course in Central Park is one big loop, I was able to catch the elite runners around Mile 6ish… Olympic athlete Kara Goucher!
The first few miles weren’t too bad, but I was honestly ready to quit at Mile 3. I was coughing and feeling dizzy. I knew my body wanted to just shut itself off, but I didn’t come all the way to NYC to quit (please don’t follow my behavior… ever!). The hills in Central Park were either worse than I remembered or worse because I was sick.
I also wanted to quit around Miles 4, 5, and 8, but I knew they changed the course to go right by the World Trade Center, and I wanted to feel the emotion of running by something so significant in our history, despite its sadness.
I kept moving forward and eventually saw Alison in Times Square around Mile 8. Seeing someone I knew spurred me on for a few more miles, and then out of the fog, the new World Trade Center appeared.
I knew the building was close to the finish, so I kept my eye on it and kept moving, despite feeling like I might pass out at any second. One foot in the front of the other.
I had never seen Ground Zero or the memorial, and once I did, the tears and the emotions flooded over me. I was stepping in the footsteps of where the buildings fell. Where many lives were taken. And now the NYPD was there again, but cheering us on instead. That was all I needed to keep moving.
After 13.1 miles of feeling the worst I’ve ever felt during a race, I was done.
The medal was mine.
I finished in just under 3 hours, 20 minutes slower than I had trained. I trained for several long months to PR, and my training was on pace to do so. Note to self- don’t ever run with pneumonia ever again!