Beginning of my weight loss journey in June 2011, I gave myself some goals and checklists to accomplish.
- Be Mentally and Physically Healthy!
- Getting back to my skinny clothes! size 4/6
- Need to retire my maternity clothes.
- Want to climb half dome
- Run a half marathon!
So this Sunday, May 6th I ran my very first half marathon. The previous race before this one was a Susan G Komen 5K way back in 2009. The Half Marathon was called the SF Diva Half Marathon. The event was actually held in Burlingame, CA. Man, I tell you. It will be one of the most memorable moments of my life. I have always wanted to run a marathon and now, I could say that I did half of one :). It is truly a test of endurance, will, and strength both mentally and physically.
Day before Race Event: Saturday, May 5, 2012
The day before the race, I had to pick up my bib from the designated location. They are really strict about what, when, where, how and who needs to pick up the bibs. When I went to the pick up, they didn't have my bib right away. So I had to go to the "solutions" booth. I told them my name without showing my I.D. and one of the girls said, "stay here" and left for a few minutes and then came back and tossed the bag at me and said, "here" and went back to sit down. Rude! Um, thanks...lol.
This is what I got inside the bag:
|Bib, 4 small safety pins, 2 pages of parking locations, and a T-shirt for $85 plus $6.99 processing fee|
|Chow Jew Ho Fun via my Instagram|
Side Note: My sisters and I could have the worst fight in the world but after we calm the hell down and EAT, we are best of friends again. In this case, I knew that my Baby Sister was just freaked out, and it wasn't her fault. It was just a quick reflex and scared reaction. I am just glad that my leg just hurt for a little while. Thank Goodness.
After moving, everyone who was there helping on moving day went out to Johnny Carino's, a Italian restaurant near my sister's house. When we were deciding where to eat, I requested anywhere we can go to eat pasta! I was really hungry and thirty at this point. I had nothing but a bowl of noodles around 12:00pm and cup of coffee around 2:30pm. It was about 6:58pm when I got my dinner and a big glass of ice water to hydrate. It was really good until the last 3 bites. It was way too buttery at that point.
|Seafood Fettuccine w/ white wine butter sauce instead of the options Spicy Marinara or Alfredo Cream Sauce|
After filming, I said my good byes. It turned out that my Baby Sister needed a ride home, so we got in my car and drove to Target. I needed to get a tutu for me and Karen, my race buddy. Target didn't have any cute ones but the helpful employee there told me that Wal-Mart was close by and they had cute ones. My Baby Sister and I hauled ass and went to Wal-Mart. Wal-Mart didn't have solid fuchsia tutus in the kids or adult section. There were few sets of tutus. One tutu had a layer look of purple, pink and yellow, but my eye twitched just looking at it. There was a Hello Kitty one but the print was way too childish. I was losing hope and time, but at the corner of my eye I saw some ruffles in the toddler section. I looked and saw fuchsia tutus. Desperate and tired, I grabbed the only 5T and 4T tutus I could find. I will cut the sides with the scissors if its too tight. Next, I quickly grabbed contract eye drops just in case my contacts got dried. Next, at the check out area, I grabbed Nutella to-go snack pack for Aubree to try and Baby Sister wanted sour punch straws that cost $1. We paid and left. I dropped my Baby Sister off at her house 20 minutes away from my house and drove back home.
I didn't get home until 10:30pm. When I got home, I did some laundry and checked my blog and emails. Around 11:30pm, I laid out my clothes. I set the alarm for 4am and went to bed.
|Laying out my clothes for race day, trying to decide what I should wear...^_^|
Race Day: Sunday, May 6, 2012
At 2:15am, I woke up with a tummy ache. I was thinking, "crap did I get food poisoning from eating seafood?" I went to relieve myself and went back to bed. I couldn't go straight to bed, I was getting butterflies in my stomach. So I tossed and turned until about 3am.
I woke up at 4am, and started to get nervous. After I got dressed, I Google'd for hairstyles that past Diva runners wore on race day. Knowing that I was wasting time, I just made a decision on putting my hair in a bun and put a small bow in my hair. Karen checked in to see if I was awake, and I text'd her what I was wearing...
She text'd me of herself brushing her teeth. I was like, oh yeah, need to brush my own teeth...lol. So I did. Before I took my socks and shoes on, I put band-aids on the areas of my feet that has been getting small blisters. I hoped that they would stay still and hoped for the best. Karen picked me up at 5:30am. I went to her car and asked, "What do I need!?' and She responded, "Do you have water?" "Oh dang, no...be right back."
Cinco de Mayo, the Supermoon, and talked about few strategies and what we need to do right when we get there. How we need to go to the porta potty to go #2. We need to empty ourselves out before we run...lol TMI (Too Much Information), I know. Since I planned our outfits, she had to change. She was going to look like my mini me.
|"My running partnar in crime"...lol. "I look like a over-sized Toddler"- Karen|
|All smiles before the event, waiting 45 minutes to an hour in the porta potty line.|
Before I registered the half marathon, my goal was to run it under 2 hours. I told myself that I would train and workout to be in top shape. But as most of all you know, I didn't train but ran 27.5 miles within 2 weeks prior to the race.
-I ran 8 miles around a high school track.
-I ran 6.5 miles around a lake with Karen.
-I ran 9 miles around a lake by myself.
-I ran 4 miles around a lake with Karen and Annette.
Race time was at 7:30am. We reached the front of the line at 7:21am. I ended up not being able to go # deuce! Ugh. I felt uncomfortable to try and got out. We jogged to the starting line.
We thought since I didn't train as I planned, we would start at the 10:00-11:00 mins per mile pace. Our New goal was to finish by 02:15-02:30. We decided to walk if we needed to. Karen assured me that we could take water and bathroom breaks, if I needed to.
I had butterflies feelings in my stomach as I waited in the "starting line". My heart was racing and my hands were clamming. "This is it", I said to myself. But then, I repeated it out loud few times after that...lol.
The beginning of the race, I was really annoyed just a tad, because people were walking from the very start and was not respectful to move aside for the runners. Karen and I had to weave ourselves side to side to dodge walkers/more slow pace runners (14 minutes per mile). It threw us off because instead of running in a nice steady pace, we had to make sure we don't step on their heels.
I asked Karen if she wants to hear some music from the Pandora station on the iPhone. She said "No, I just want to listen to you". I was thinking, so we're planning to talk the whole way through this. I was like okay, and put my phone back in my Spibelt. I never took the phone out ever since. Before the race, I was planning on listening to music and take pictures of the whole experience. That plan never happened. Once, I really got into my mental running zone, nothing really was in my agenda except to finish this race. Oh, and please don't get hurt...lol.
Around Mile 2, the traffic got less bunched up...I was in a mental state mode where I didn't want to stop for anything. Not for water, not for the bathroom or for a lady that tripped and fell right in the middle of a tight path. I know that I was mean to keep running but I heard 3 people help her up and she said she was fine. My body was like if you stop now, you're gonna ruin the pace that you currently have.
I was doing really good until Mile 5, I felt my right foot cramping up, but I didn't stop running.
I heard one of Britney Spears songs and looked up. I saw a water station coming by. I was like oh its the half way mark! yay! Right?! No, psych! Still more to go to get there! What a tease! Ugh.
Mile 6 was here at last, we had to turn a left U-turn up a narrow dirt path...there were 3 really handsome guys at the bend giving runners high five as they passed. I was not in the mood for it at this point. At the last second, I smiled and reached for their hands. I appreciate all the support and smiles of all the volunteers/spectators that took the time to cheer us on.
I didn't even know that we passed Mile 7. I didn't see the marker, we were running up a slight hill. I told Karen this is the longest mile ever! Karen asked sarcastically, "But you love it, right"? I thought, "oh, shes good" and I smiled and said "YES!". This one time, I saw Diego Sanchez chant "YES" repeatedly on his walk out to the octagon ring at one of his fights. I somehow remembered that, and started to Chant, Yes!....Yes!....Yes! on the freaking lil hills we came across. I think people were giggling as I passed them. But hey, you got to do, what you got to do to pump yourself up, right?
Mile 8, both feet was bothering me because I felt my middle toes overlapping my second toe. The left one wasn't bad as my right, but I kept going.
Just as we passed the Mile 10 marker, Karen asked me, "So the most you ever ran was 9 miles, right?" I pathetically responded, "yes" and she returned and told me, "Congratulations girl, you just passed your record". This woman is awesome, she just knows what to say to me. That pumped me up to keep going even more!
By Mile 11, my right toes were hurting really bad, I knew it was cut cause it stung time to time in my shoe.
|via (the mile makers look like this)|
It was about the 12.5 miles mark and my right foot really was in a jam, so I told Karen that I have to walk for a bit to"straighten" myself out, cause my foot was really annoying me, so if I gave in a little to my foot, maybe...just maybe it will let me finish the race. We walked for 20-30 seconds...cause the people that we just passed, were passing us. My competitiveness took over and told me to pass them again. So we did. :).
My dad waited around 400 yards left of the race...He started to run along aside of with us and told me it was ONLY 200 yards away. "2 Football fields to go, 2 football fields to go", I chanted to myself to push me even further. Boy, were his calculations off a tad...lol. Longest football fields ever!!
|Never saw myself run before, this made me think about this|
|Cracks me up whenever, I see this.|
|Kickin Dust to the finish line.|
|My Race Results!!|
|Going next to my adult softball trophies...Nah, I'm gonna start a running section...lol.|
|Tiara'd, Boa'd, Medal'd and Rose'd with a bottle of water after the race.|
|Me and My Parents, my only non-participating supporters at the event. I love you guys!! They truly are the most amazing pair/parents/people/couples that you can ever meet in your life.|
|My after race feast. It touched the grass, but I didn't care. It was sooooooo good. Dirt, grass and all. lol. Whoever thought of the idea of giving champagne after a half marathon...Genius!|
|Left Foot: 3 bruised toes|
|Right Foot: Minor bruised second pinky toe and 2 bloody toes|
|Karen showing her loose toe nail...gag.|
|Airing our feet and awed in amazement...lol.|
I got home about 12pm. I talked to my mother in law, talked to the kids, talked to the husband, took a much needed shower and took a nap.
|Went home and slept for 5 1/2 hours.|
Today, I am a bit sore but still grinning ear to ear. My toes are purple and numb. I can not put any closed toe shoes on yet. I turned out much better than I excepted tho. Would I do a half marathon again...you betcha! Sorry this post was super long. I was and still am very excited about the whole experience. I definitely know what I need to do next time. SF Diva Half Marathon was a great learning experience. My mom and I are debating to go to the one in Hawaii. Karen and I are definitely gonna do SF again next year! Yay! Whose coming with us?
|My winter toes are out, dont judge, I just ran 13.1 miles in one day...teehee.|