Monday, July 15, 2013
I fear that my feet may never be the same.
So, I can't believe that I haven't blogged about this yet. God knows it isn't from lack of wanting to, as much as a complete lack of time.
Anyways, side by side with my best friend, Feather, we walked a half marathon together during the National Capital Race Weekend.
That's 21.1 kilometres, which, as it turns out.....is really frigging far.
Or, as I like to look at it - just a 4.5 hour walk with my best friend.
See below.... a chronological slideshow of our first epic event together!
I am still not over the complete trauma of it all.
See us here? All smiley and happy and hopeful? We trained for this walk, we have run half this distance before, and with the help of Feather's trusted husband we won't starve to death on this epic journey that took us through 2 provinces, and just a few pee-your-pants-laughing moments.
We were too nervous to jump in with the minus 4 hour corral, so we stayed at the back of the pack, and vowed to be okay with whatever our finishing time was.
We assumed it would be approximately 4.5 hours.
While waiting to be released from our pen, I tweeted:
"I'm just not going to look behind me. That way I won't know if I'm last."
Drumming bands along the canal (above) and on Wellington (below) who were likely there at the crack of Christ to set up, and stayed until the last people trudged through.
No kidding, at this point in the route, it felt like we were out there all alone. Old ladies were power walking past us in skirts, it was that bad.
Let the tweeting continue:
"Me to @H_Cosgrove 'Why are those old ladies faster than us?' Her to me: Because we didn't train that way. We more gabbed and wandered."
Which couldn't have been more true.
Too funny not to photograph, and instagram, and Facebook and blog.
This is Feather tweeting at me "At the halfway mark with @1qtnewf re: Advil: You are gonna feel awesome in a minute cause that was ecstasy I gave you, not Advil."
I nearly peed my pants laughing.
The signs you see along the way, are the absolute BEST pick me ups.
We even stopped to model for photos as we crossed over into Quebec.
This picture is terribly deceiving. That's why I love it.
This. Right here. This was the longest we had walked in our half marathon training.
Knowing that if we can do 16 km, we can 21.1.
Approximately 1 km after this point though, I could feel heavy burning on the bottom of my left foot....and I knew it wasn't going to be a good scene when I finally got to take my socks and shoes off. Thanks to Feather though, I kept going.
I'm not quite sure at what point we realized it, but somewhere along the way, we did the math and were shocked to learn that if we kept it up, we were going to finish in less than 4.5 hours. And despite the burning feet, and the knowledge that I was creating bigger blisters with each step, we ended up finishing in 3 hours and 49 minutes.
That is a whole 40 minutes faster than we assumed we would finish.
And as it turns out, we were NOT last.
As for my feet. My poor wretched feet. I ended up with 5 minor blisters, 2 major blisters, 1 lost toenail, and 1 that is still in very questionable condition.
But, and I cannot believe I am saying this!.......I would do it again.
And I am proud as hell of both of us for doing it. Arthritis, and surgeries and weight gain, and blisters be damned! Because that isn't what it is all about anyways, right?