I have thought a lot about how I wanted to start this post. What I wanted to really stand out without sounding like a cliche "you can do it too ..." kind of post. Almost one week later and I still can feel that complete adrenaline rush every time I think about the race. It is beyond anything I could ever describe in words. Lord knows I tend to be wordy, but I'm just going to go with it and we'll see where this post takes us.
Nike Half Marathon Expo
We flew into DC on Thursday and the first thing I wanted to do was hit up the Nike expo and pick up my packet. I didn't want to get stuck in crazy crowds of people and it was the one thing we actually had to do before anything else.
Honestly, I was disappointed with the Expo. I was expecting so much more than what it was. There were places for makeovers, spectators could print their own signs to hold up during the race, and there were shoes on display, but nothing that really grabbed my attention.
I did sign the wall "13.1 Run for Boston - Ashleigh" and there was a television like wall of everyone's
#werundc pictures scrolling from
Instagram, which was pretty cool. But talking to another runner who ran the San Francisco half marathon, DC's expo didn't even compare.
(womp womp)
You couldn't buy anything inside the expo, but they sure did get your attention to walk a block away to Nike in Georgetown and damn, did I get caught up in the marketing of it all! Well played Nike, well played!
I followed Nike on Facebook prior to arriving in DC and saw that they had limited edition Tiffany blue "We Run DC" shoes coming out. They would be on sale at 6pm Thursday night, at Nike in Georgetown. I couldn't justify spending the money to buy the shoes, if I wasn't actually going to run in them. But I'll be damned if I didn't get there, get caught up in it all
again, and they just happened to jump in my arms and walk out the door with me.
I die. I love those shoes! The crazy part was though, when we got there, there we three pairs of shoes in glass cases and the shoes were behind the counter. We were not allowed to try them on, or even literally hold them. We were told we had to buy them first, if they did not fit, we could exchange them. The sales person was not allowed to give them to me until they were paid for ... what the hell?! "OK, twist my arm Nike!" I'm not even kidding, they should have just kept my card on file, we ended up going back to Nike five different times and each time, I didn't leave empty handed.
We ended up going back to Nike right before we had to be at the airport, to fly back to Orlando, just to see if they were selling anything new they hadn't sold before the race. They were and I ended up buying another dri fit 13.1 shirt and finisher jacket (not pictured here) Again, well played with the marketing Nike. You knew what you were doing and I played into every bit of it.
Packet Pick Up
Luckily the expo and Nike in Georgetown were all separate from the Packet Pick Up tent and it was in and out. Hardly a line and there were so many volunteers, they had it all down in less than 5 minutes. After I picked up the packet, and we were on our way to Nike, I had to stop and find my name on the wall of the other 14,999 runners.
Nike Half Marathon - My FIRST half marathon
The night before the race, I had everything out that I was going to take with me and wear. I wanted to make sure I had everything and 4am was going to come faster than I expected. I didn't want to forget anything in the excitement and nervousness of getting ready and running out the door. The Metro left at 5:22am and we had to walk a few blocks to get there. Luckily there were other runners in the lobby of the hotel, when we left and they knew where they were going, cause we didn't. We got on the Metro with about 25 other runners and I was on my way.
My Hubs and I got there faster than I expected and honestly, I had no nerves. I was just excited to run. This is the moment I had been waiting for and I still had an hour before we could even get started. So, I did what I always do, I started taking pictures.
We were able to start getting into our corrals at 6am and I had told myself, I had goals for this run. Run hard, finish strong, take in the whole course, don't take it for granted, and above all, don't shit myself! I hadn't gone all morning and the race started at 7am. Guess who's stomach started doing flip flops at 6:30am?! Oh yeah, mine and the line to the porta potties was 30 minutes long.
By the time I did what I had to do and got back to my corral, there were so many people, we couldn't even get into our corral. Totally overcrowding and though it was my first half marathon, I'm pretty sure you shouldn't have to jump a fence to get in your corral after the gun has gone off! Yeah, that really happened.
My Hubs had my camera set to continuous so it was just taking continuos shots of everyone running through the start line, after the gun went off. Guess who stopped taking them too soon and missed me?! He did however get the back of my head, after I yelled his name. He's fired!
The excitement, the energy, the women running, the spectators cheering, it was just an indescribable experience! I was not proud of my finish time, but I am not going to lie, I slowed down and even stopped to take pictures along the whole course. This was my first half marathon and I wanted to document it all!
The first mile was very crowded, we ran through a tunnel that had a band and strobe lights going off and the energy coming from it all got me so pumped. As soon as we exited the tunnel, we came to a bend in the road and we all came to a walk. Again, over crowding, it sucked and it didn't really get better till mile 2 or 3.
Nike had set up entertainment along the course and it only set the tone for the race. Bands, drummers, dancers, you couldn't help but just feel energized.
The course was pretty flat and the weather was perfect. There is only one hill I really remember at it was around mile 10 right after the boring long road. Nike did have inspiration signs up, but I was getting pretty bored and it was from around mile 7 to mile 10.
Then I got a text from my Hubs that just made me smile and tear up just a little bit.
I love that man with my whole heart. Then it got me thinking, if it wasn't for him, I might not even be running that half. He is the one who signed me up, he is the one who had faith in me from the beginning, even when I didn't have faith in myself. He is the one has pushed me to keep going, when all I wanted to do was be lazy, so with my legs burning more than they have ever burned before, I kept going.
I overestimated the finish line. It looked a hell of a lot closer than what it really was. I pushed myself too soon and ran out of steam, but I did not walk, I kept going. My Hubs was tracking me on the app "find my iPhone," so I was thinking he was going to get a picture of me running through the finish line. Nope, he couldn't find me in all the people, so he got me walking after I already ran through it.
I had FINISHED my first half marathon! I held back my tears, I couldn't cry. It was so overwhelming, all I could do was smile! I couldn't wait to get my prize at the end of the line!!! They had men from the ROTC dressed up in tuxes handing out a little Tiffany's box and I earned it! 13 point freaking one!
My legs have never burned so good in my life! Mile for mile, I kept going! Yes, I stopped to take pictures, get water, pick up Luna bars, but my ass finished. My time was 3 hours and 10 minutes, I was not happy with it at all, but I have NO regrets about anything I did. I will remember that day for the rest of my life. That race will always be mine. I want to race it again next year and the year after that and so on. I have the bug and now and I have already been looking for new half marathons to run.
After the race, we walked around the Finishers Section. They even had a stretch tent that I took full advantage off, along with the free smoothies.
And because my Hubs completely missed me running through the finish line, I went back to reenact it. Of course!
I will be running many MANY more half marathons to come, but the Nike Half Marathon in DC will always have a special place in my heart. Not only because of the Tiffany necklace you get for finishing, but because it was my first half marathon.