A Lot has happened

Ok, so its been a bit since i posted on here.. i can no longer access this from my work computer..
so i have to update when i remember too..

Ok..  So Freedom Half Marathon..  wow what a death march... on nov 13th downtown norfolk held its first half marathon..  OH MAN, was it a day of mental toughness..  Why was it tough... LETS SEE..
my longest run all year was 6.2 miles and that was to weeks prior to this event..  My longest training run was 5.5 miles.. lol  Crazy I know!!!!. This was an event i had to complete whether running or crawling i was determined to finish.

OK, the race...
The race start... I felt pretty good..  first two miles were sub 19 mins.. feeling pretty good.. coming up on mile 3... first climb.. oh shit..  shorten my stride and picked up cadence.. it was a breeze... 3 mile mark.. 28:49... wow im feeling great.. Mile 4 came went.. Mile 5 was at the top of the 2nd.. this proved to be a little tough.. i started to get stomach cramps, so i slowed down until they eased up.. which never happened.. so around the bend.. i see mile 6.. im like excited.. i was under an hour.. whoooo hooooo.. 59 mins..  then everything went down hill..  all i could this was oh shit.. i blew my load.. how am i gonna finish this.. i was hungry and i had to pee.. i saw the first aid tent and porta johns.. so i pulled off the course to drain the main vein.. such relief. (this was new to me.. i never had to use rest room while races.. so i knew i was in trouble.) so mile 7, i adopted walk 40 seconds at the beginning of each mile.. My I.T. bands started to tighten up.  the short walk became quiet a relief..  I met up with a guy from gym.. he was struggling like i was.. we paired up and decided we were gonna finish this no matter what.
Mile 8 and 9.. were ok. i had company. we both were struggling.. so mile 10..  game changer.. tallest bridge yet for the course. Mike and i talked... we decided to give it a shot and try to run it..  we started the climb.. i started to pull away from mike... i almost made it to top but my I.T. bands were screaming like a chick in a scary movie.. holy shit.. we walk for a couple steps and ran down the bridge.. so we continued running.. mile 11 came.. walk break.. man was that needed.. this was the beginning of the longest 2.1 miles ever..  the death march began..  my body felt like it was being beat by a pissed off lil league baseball team because they didn't have cookies after the game.  Mile 12.. getting close.. i tried to keep the running going.. legs didnt want to move...

so the home stretch.. passed my 13..  a hot little blonde came by and said come almost there.. at that point.. I decided i wasnt going to be chicked at the finish line.. so i forgot about the pain and gave all i had to finish... i could get a full stride because muscles were tight and i was cramping..

I didn't get chicked.. but i felt like death was near when i crossed the finishline.  the rest of the day was full of sleep and eating.. oh yea and football..

All healed by Tues.. no pain, minor aches is all..

started strength training. so winter maintenance has begun.. whooo hooooooooo