October 9, 2015

4 Things I'll Be Thinking about during the Chicago Marathon

I stopped running with music shortly after "Call me Maybe" came out. It's actually pretty rare for me to listen to music at all these days. I miss the days of buying a CD and just popping it in and listening to music. Streaming music and paying per song is just too much effort...but that's a post for a different day.

The first thing anyone asks when they find out I don't run with music is "What do you think about?" and it's a tough answer to give. Sometimes I don't think about anything, other times my head is spinning. Today, I've come up with a list of everything that will be going through my head as I run 26.2 miles through the streets of Chicago.

My Support System
My Mom...she booked a last minute flight to come cheer me on at Chicago and I can't wait to see her jumping up and down cheering for me in the course. She's been at almost all of my marathons, and she knew without me even needing to tell her that I would need her at this one. 

The Pilot...he's been in the front lines through this entire injury and has listened to me cry over the fear that I would never run another marathon. He started running when I started to hate running and helped me find my love for the sport all over again. 

My Dad...who has been my coach since I could walk and still coaches me.

My Friends...
Ange, who's driving down from Milwaukee just to cheer me on;
Alicia, who has faith in me even when I don't;
Jenna, who never hesitates to tell me how proud she is of me;
Jenn, who is always there to listen to my hopes, dreams and fears about running...and life;
Justin, who has been my virtual training partner as he trains for his first marathon; and
Holly, who is, and always has been one of my biggest cheerleaders.
Ally, my Madrid sister, who knows just how much this race means to me.
Emily, my New York running buddy and long distance Chicago coach.

Past Races
The Richmond Marathon, where I learned how much I truly love the marathon distance

The Rock 'n' Roll Philly Half-Marathon, where I ran watch-less and didn't PR but still consider it the best race I've ever run.

The Madrid Marathon, where everything fell apart at Mile 20 and I had to fight harder than I've ever fought to finish.

"Be great today."
"Pain is inevitable; suffering is optional."

My IT Band Injury
This injury has plagued me for almost as long as I've been living in DC. There were times where I honestly never thought I would run another marathon. No matter what happens on Sunday, no matter how I'm feeling, no matter how hard it gets, I'll be there, running a marathon. I made it to the start line. I finally get to run a marathon. I won't take that for granted. 

It's Race Weekend. I made it. I have tears in my eyes just thinking about how far I've come to make it to this start line. At this point, finishing is half the battle and I'm so ready for the fight.

See you on the other side of 26.2. If you're not already following me on Instagram, make sure you do so that you can follow along this weekend!

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