Island Girl – Half Marathon Relay – September 20th.
My best friend and I signed up for this together as a team. We were each going to do half of a half marathon. It was the first time really we ran together that we relied on each other for each of us doing our best.
Again my training was coming along. I suffered a minor little stress fracture from the Nike run, which I was dealing with pain in my right foot as well as in my left foot I was experiencing plantar fasciitis in my left. I was still dealing with my lungs, which I was put on a different puffer to see if that with the other puffer would work. You might think, my gosh, health problems, but I just see myself as someone you can’t keep down. Why give up? Why let my body win? I am plus size and already people have this notion that when I say I run they look at me like I have a unicorn horn growing on me.
So race packet pick up, we went in on the Friday, which it was at the hotel right by the ferry dock in a small room in the basement. I guess in my head I was thinking that this is a women’s run there would have been a small expo of sorts of companies / agents showing products. So I was disappointed in the race expo, it was just a bib/sandal pick up and you were on your way.
Run day, I was nervous because the humidity had been climbing and my lungs were not cooperating at all. Koren and I debated who would go first over, my stress if I went first and not giving her enough time to finish etc.
The run was a struggle for me, it was a loop that went from one side of Toronto Island and back and to the other side, when I hit the “half way” point I wanted to quit. My lungs were burning; I was hardly able to breathe, catch a breath or even speak. I actually took a washroom break, multiple puffer uses and continued on. I couldn’t give up. I got this far, I could get to the end.
I ended up having to walk over the dreaded boardwalk, but it gave me time to catch my breath. My goal starting this run was just to get it done in under 2hours, which I successfully did. Your heart is a strong muscle as well as your mind, once you get them both on the same page, you run successful, you run never wanting to give up and you crush the voice in your head. My legs are just a part of me that my heart controls.
I again was the second last runner to come across the finish line. Koren was standing there waiting and ran with me up to the finish. I received my medal and the accomplishment that I ran a half of a half with my best friend.
The negative I had to this run was with being the last to finish, my lanyard to my medal was complete different it was if they miscalculated how many women were running and I just got a plan yellow attached to the medal, different fabric etc. I actually reached out on SM to the run to ask why I was given a different lanyard, was it a punishment for coming in last, or did they just not care about the back of the pack. I said I paid the same registration fee as everyone else.
They eventually after rudely sending me a DM agreed to send me a lanyard to match everyone else, including my best friend. I don’t think there was a need to be rude, or not have enough. Whether a person comes in first or last the medal should be the same, including the lanyard. It should be the same treatment for everyone.
The other negative was the Terry Fox run was taking place near the last half of this run so you had many walkers, dogs and just general people out supporting another cause so the Km signs just get to be too much. When I did get my medal and go to the food table, it was being closed up.
Will I ever run this run again… short answer is no.
But I have the memory of sharing a run with my bestie where we both relied on each other.