I am certifiably crazy
So many people supported me, prayed for me, cheered me on that I feel I owe an overview of my experience of the marathon that I did on September 1. It is really hard to put to words how it was except that it was hard. I compared it to child birth in that it had stages of wanting to quit, anger, denial, and transition, but I didn't get a baby(thank goodness!), I got the privilege of joining the 1% of the population who can say they did a marathon. Now, you notice I say "did", not "run". I intended to run, but that did not happen. I ran about eight miles, then I switched to run/walk for about five or six miles, then I walked. No one could make me run and I was not going to run. I can be stubborn. The pace team for the 5 and 1/2 hour pace came and said, "we are running 4 minutes and walking 1 minutes", that sounded do-able and I did it for about 2 rotations and decided, no, I am walking. Then came the 6 hour pace team and they said, "w...