Just so you know, this is another combined effort with both Ken and I sharing our thoughts. Not sure it can be called a race report as its more of a MB weekend recap. Kens thoughts are in blue.
Yes its a race report, but its also a story of spending time with friends, second chances and the beginning/continuation of something really good that we are both incredibly thankful for...
OK, so I’m not your typical runner and as you can tell I’m not a writer either. I do not train for specific events but I do a variety of training from Weight lifting to Krav Maga, OCR and street racing but for the past year or so the running has been taking a back seat due to injury. So just getting back into this running thing, my expectations coming into this race weekend is just getting to the end, running with Amy (if she doesn’t run off), knowing it will not be about any time or shot at a PR and enjoying the weekend.
This is my first time running the Myrtle Beach Half Marathon and everyone says not only is it a great race, flat and fast, it is a great weekend. I’m a bit anxious coming into it but it’s all good.
Took a half day from work and with typical Amy procrastination, threw everything into a suitcase when i got home and took off from there. Ken and I were in no rush as we had friends who got there early and picked up our packets for us - thx Paula! :D
Amy and I left Raleigh in the early afternoon on Friday and headed south to Myrtle. She wanted Taco Bell (yes, it is true) and traffic was a bit crappy to start but overall once we got to the highway, the Jeep aired out and so did the traffic… The rest of the ride was uneventful, just a lot of harmonizing and laughing. We could have made it to the Expo but fortunately, Paula was able to grab our bags. This is a double dose of good stuff. 1 – I’m not big on expos so we didn’t have to go. 2 – We got to hang out with friends for a bit when we met to get our bags. Gotta say, I enjoyed the trash talk that “none of them” were doing… LOL - Friday night was a good chill night, then someone said we had to get out of the hotel by 5:45 to make it to the start. Really?!?! This race thing is messing up the weekend.
Checked into the Breakers and we walked over to River City for dinner - had a burger - no not exactly pre race pasta but it works! Love that place.
Checked in for the night for an earrrly start... Why are races so early again?!? I also wonder what its like to have a weekend getaway without a race involved - ha! We were downstairs in the lobby by 5:45....
Up and early Saturday and we are out the door…me with no coffee – grrrr! We saw Peter Asciutto from Vac & Dash as we got in the elevator. Walked and talked a bit on the way to the start and he took a picture. Then Paula stopped to pick us up… YAY, thank you. It was chilly and I really didn’t want to walk. She parked and away we go. We didn’t bring a bag to drop so we headed to the start area. On the way we stopped and talked to a few more people along the way.
It was a chilly start - that is for sure. The 3 weeks later in the timing of the event had no change for a warmer race.
|chillin at the beach|
Got to the start and after chatting a bit with Amy and others (yes she knows a few people), the run started at 6:30 and the sun was coming up. It was still chilly but not bad. Amy got heckled early into the start but it was all good trash talk and the run was on. A few miles in and I knew this was not going to be a stellar run performance. Around mile 4 Amy spotted a pacer she knew so we hung there for the next couple miles. The distraction was good for her and I enjoyed listening to some of the conversation but I knew my time was short and wouldn’t be able to continue much longer. At some point during this time we were passed, yes more trash talking, but there was no way I could push to stay with them and Amy was in the same boat. I think we both said noooooo…
Charles was the 4:00 marathon pacer and we hung out with him and his group for a while. It was a good few miles of new conversation and took my mind off how much I was not feelin the race....
At some point - mile 5 ish maybe? Elizabeth and Paula passed us... noooo! I tried to keep them within reach but the legs were just not havin' it today. Seemed like a lot of work so early on... hmmmm maybe I should have trained better for this?
Ken and I were each having our own struggles. We kept encouraging each other along. Ended up starting a run walk at some point, yes, like at the 50K, holding hands...
That was a fun break and put even more joy into the run. Even though it was not a fast run or pace, we were having fun with it and enjoying each others company.
|Brrrr!! But the chicken soup was good!|
You all know what comes next.... even with the warnings about not swimming in the waters that weekend...
|looks like im holdin them - lol!|
I was in the hot tub for a while, then threw out there - "hey, lets jump in the pool!" Ken was like "nooooooooooooo...." So I did anyway... as soon as I cannonballed in I quickly realized that the pool was not heated. o_o I come back up for air and scream "ITS NOT HEATED!!" it drew some attention from those looking down from their balconies. Then they started giving Ken a hard time for not jumping in with me. LOL! He finally did jump in and we shared a good laugh over that one....
She’s like “Let’s go” and cannon balls into the water, jumps up and yells “It’s not heated”!!! At that point I’m laughing and the balconies above fill up with people looking to see what’s going on. So yes I was going to jump in but I had to give the hecklers above some grief about why I shouldn’t…yes cannon ball I go, then back to join Amy in the hot tub to the heckle of “get a room”.
It was a very chill afternoon with great company.
Later that day we met up with Paula and a group of friends and headed over to House of Blues for the marathon after party. What a good time.
|This was a funny time - LOL!!|
Headed back, went for dinner, and turned in for the night.
Woke up the next morning feelin pretty good. Minimal soreness from the race and dancing - thats always a good thing.
|Breakfast at Lulus|