MCM 10k Recap
Yesterday I laced up my running shoes at 4:00 am and headed down to the DC National Mall for the Marine Corps Marathon 10k!
It’s a great course, mostly flat, and it’s filled with marines – very attractive marines – ALL CHEERING FOR YOU. I don’t trust my balance with my camera phone whilst running so I didn’t bother trying to take it out and snap any pictures. May be next year…
Here is the course map. It starts on the National Mall and then weaves through DC to the Memorial Bridge. You “BEAT THE BRIDGE” and then wind into Crystal City. I didn’t think the Bridge was a big deal, gradual incline and then decline, but then I realized that the bridge was the middle of mile 20 and the beginning of mile 21 for the marathon… so for them, those runners it was beating the bridge. For us, 10Ker’s it was mile 2… no biggie. Once in Crystal city we wove around the “downtown” area of it and then under an over pass and then over the same over pass we just went under – if that makes sense. Then we hit Washington Blvd. MY FAVORITE part of the race because you pass 3 sides of the Pentagon. It’s beautiful, and the sun was right behind it so it almost glowed. This is also where the concentration of Marines were Screaming for us. I had a group of marines see what my shirt said, and they broke through the crowd to run with me for a few minutes -Scaring me that I was about to get tackled for some reason – but really they just wanted to pat me on the back and say that Jesus was pushing me, and that he would get me through to the end. This was around mile 5, and my lack of running over the past few weeks was eating at my hamstrings, so I needed that. Once they were done ‘lifting me up’ symbolically, they jumped off the course and continued to scream for me until their screams melding in with everyone else. For those of you who couldn’t read my shirt in the above photo – I found these images online to show you what it says.
This is the front
This is the back
I knew what was coming as I saw the mile 6 poster. I knew that this god forsaken hill would be there in just mere moments. What I didn’t remember from the previous year, was how long it was. I remember it being steep, but not long. I was gunning it but everyone else was slowing down which made for me sprinting to the finish impossible. Oh well.
After crossing the finish line another woman came up to me and said that my shirt got her through the last mile. This happens at every race I wear it to – which means I will wear it at every race now.
We muddled through the finish area, where really all I wanted was my medal and my new cold water that they had – I’ve gotten over the whole finish line picture thing – and then I wanted to find Jason.
Jason is amazing. He got up at 4:00 am with me, drove me to the metro, went with me to the race to stand in the freezing cold for like 2 hours and then hung around until my slow butt got across the finish line.
Never complained once.
We left and then once we got home I showered, we got Jimmy Johns for lunch, and then went grocery shopping for the week. We dropped everything at home and then headed to Barrel Oak Winery for a few hours with my parents for a Belated Celebration of Jason’s Birthday. Tipsy off wine and the high of racing, we headed home where we didn’t eat dinner, and just had a beer before heading to bed at 9:15 pm.
All in all it was a great day. Getting up at 4:00 am seems like nothing in comparison to what those Marines go through. Running 6.2 miles was a trip in the park – almost literally – compared to what they have to endure. All the men and women who serve our country on a daily basis and put their lives on the line so that I can run free in these races should be held on a higher stage than any of us civilians. The soldiers I saw throughout the race, running with prosthetic limbs and battle scars were so incredibly heartbreaking and inspirational.
MCM 10K 2013 – 1:07:46 (PR of 9 seconds from last year, but not my fastest 10k time ever)
After much discussion, thought, and failures, I’ve rejoined Weight Watchers as of this morning. The number on the scale is terrifying and I am done playing games. I’ve pre-tracked today and tomorrow, giving me an advantage to simply look at what I have planned and go from there. I’m incorporating the Drop 2 Sizes Workouts and my running with this, and I think – I KNOW – this time I will be successful.
I’m looking forward to seeing the changes and feeling the effects of taking care of myself. I dropped my old username and started new. I don’t think I’ll jump back on the message boards, because they don’t serve a purpose to me anymore, but I have my group of ladies who keep me supported and inspired.
It’s Monday. What more needs to be said? I’m working then heading home to work out and then heading to Ikea. Fun times.
Give It To Me:
1.) Did you Race this Weekend?
2.) Do you have inspirational shirts you wear to race in?