Hi everyone! I’m sorry this blog post took so long. I had a week from hell at work and I’m FINALLY getting a chance to type while I’m not at work or passed out from pure exhaustion. I’m sure this will be a long post, so I am sorry in advance. It was a long journey, 26 plus miles and six hours later. woof.
My Mom and I got to Disney late Friday night so by the time we got abroad on the Magical Express Bus, checked in to the hotel, walked to the All-Star Sports resort tennis section, drug ourselves up flight up steps and got situated it was after midnight.
on the airport monorail
Saturday morning we kicked things off my heading to the ESPN Wide World of Sports where we all went to the race expo. There we checked in, got our bib number and our goody bag which had an awesome long sleeve tech shirt for the marathon. The expo was filled with vendors selling everything from headbands, tshirts, ear phones, sandals, foam rollers, you name it!!! From the run Disney section i bought a tshirt that says “I Did It, 26.2” as well as this awesome head band that says Disney Marathon on it. I also but three hilarious headsbands from this lady based out of Vermont. They say: “I run for chocolate” “In my dreams, I am a Kenyan” and “Suck it up Cupcake.” Love them all, cant wait to wear them!!! Ill be honest, I was a bit hesitant on buying the “I Did It” t-shirt because what if I didn’t complete the marathon? I wouldnt be able to stomach wearing that, it would be a lie. Luckily that is not an issue :)
new headband I bought
perfect photo opp
inside the expo
LETS GO 6223!!!!
Green screen photo opp we couldnt resist! hahahahaha
After spending too much money we were off to Epcot, a lot more fun than what I remember when I was 8 years old. It was very interesting, lots of fun, interactive games/rides. The entire time I was completely envious of my cousin Tyler as he sipped on beer from Germany, England, and more from Germany. We ended the night in Italy with an amazing Italian dinner. It was a perfect pre-game/race meal.
Italy in Epcot
Venice, Italy circa 2009
The night before race night I slept terrible. My alarm was set to get up at 2:50 a.m. I woke up before the alarm and I was watching the midnight news and giggled in bed as the weather man said “Its going to be a beautiful day for the marathoners tomorrow, but i’m sure none of you are hearing this right now because you should be asleep.” Sadly, I was not.
Sunday came. Race day. The day I’ve waited 38 weeks to get to. Was my training enough? Was I mentally prepared? Was I hydrated? Today would be the tell all. Like I was I was up before 3 a.m., sneaking around in the hotel room with the lights off as my mom and friend, Kristian, stay lie asleep. I put on my gear, supplied my running belt with essentials (energy jelly beans, sunglasses, bandaids) and proudly put my race day headband on (my american flag bandanna.) I met Jackie, Hans and Jackie’s friend Becky in the hotel cafe where I tried to attempt to eat breakfast. I choked down MAYBE 3/4 of a half of a bagel with peanut butter. My nervous were getting too me, hunger was not there. We jumped on the bus from the hotel to the race sight at 3:30 a.m. We headed over to Ecopt where a sea of people walked into the starting area.
Thousands of people gathered in the starting area. You dropped off checked bags, the amount of porta potties and the lines for them were insane. Like a group of sheep, we were herded into lines where we walked a 20 minute hike to the start line. We often were pushed to the side as wheel chair participants passed us on our leftside as they were the first group to start at 5:30 a.m. As we approached the starting line I said goodbye to my cousin and Hans. I was in an earlier corral then they were, being in the 5th group to take off, they were the 8th. I had the option of starting later with them because you can always move back not forward, but i mentally was psyching myself out, thinking I wouldnt make it in time. I gave my cousin a hug and a kiss, and wished her good luck as we both were ready to tackle a huge battle.
Before I knew it my group was inching up to the starting and Minnie said “3-2-1” then a boom of fireworks started us. We headed towards Epcot where about 2 miles in I saw our cheer squad (my mom, aunt, cousin and kristan.) It was dark out and they didnt see me, but I spotted them, making them always be on my left side i just stayed on that side during the run. We ran through Epcot and before I knew it we were off onto the highway for the next 6 miles. My spirits were still high, feeling good, keeping a steady pace.
everyone before the start
Fireworks to start things off!! Fire works shot off at every start (there were 8)
picture of Epcot while I ran through at 6 a.m.
Our next destination was Magic Kingdom where I knew I would see our cheer squad. With a quick stop to the bathroom, I was entering the Magic Kingdom. As we ran down part of Main Street I ran past a guy that had a super fancy sign that said “GO AMANDA.” He saw my name written on my shirt and starting screening GO AMANDA!!! It completely made my moment, I saw in later during the race and he cheered proudly like he was my dad. He gave me energy. We ran down Main Street, ran past Space Mountain, along the entire course every mile were Disney characters that you could stop and get your photo with. There were lots I would have liked to see but I knew I would be pressing on time.
We approached the castle, a part every blog I have read said is the greatest part. We ran through the big gates, looking down on a sea of spectators, I knew my mom and Kristian were down there. They had a photographer set up down front, I def stopped for a photo. Right after I heard a cowbell and saw the cheer squad. Feeling great at the half way point I pressed on, feeling good.
Pic by my mom infront of the castle in Magic Kingdom
love you all
running past Space Mountain at about mile 8
For a bit I tagged along with a 5 hour 30 min passing group but the roads started to get tight and it was hard to keep with the pack bc people were walking and stopping completely. We next went into animal kingdom where they had lots of african music and good beats. It was mostly downhill as well which was a bonus. After Animal Kingdom it was the dreadful highway section again. This stretch of highway felt like forever and my body was starting to hurt. By mile 18 I was struggling; I knew I could keep running - so I swtiched to a run/walk method. There was an old couple by me I ran behind as their watches were already set to beep when to run and when to walk. They however, kicked my ass and I could keep up. I remember hitting mile 20.5 were we had a little turn around point. We ran side by side with other runners, i looked desperately for Jackie, but she was no where to be found.
At mile 23 this guy next to me looked over at me and asked “Are we almost done?” I think my response was “Only 3 more miles, yet it feels like forever.” Throughout the 26 miles there were medic stations, people were laying on beds, getting blisters wrapped, streching, grabbing biofreeze and vasoline by the handful. I should have grabbed biofreeze 17 miles earlier (I know now for next time.)
The run through Hollywood Studios was great. The spectators were great there, gave me a pick of a kick I needed. We ran down the Boardwalk, heading into Epcot where people staying at resorts were outside cheering us on. I remember asking one guy “hey, hows that beer?!” he said “Great, youll have one soon, just run faster!”
Putting “Amanda” on my tshirt was the smartest idea and thank god my friend Kristian told me to do it. SOOOOO many strangers cheered me on and I can not thank them enough for PERSONALLY speaking to me, looking at me eye to eye, saying “Come on Amanda, you can do it” “Hey amanda, you’re looking great! keep it up” Put me in tears a few times.
Mile 26 approached (OMG I am going to be doing it!!!) There was a huge choir there singing motivational songs. I knew right around the bend was the home stretch. Around the curve and there it was, the gates to the finish. People were so loud, cheering non stop. All of a sudden I heard our cheer sqaud, this time with the addition of Caroline and her husband Ryan. I waved, huge smile on my face. I looked up and there was the finish line.
the lady in the bottom right corner looks like she is throwing up!! to the right was the chorus!
seeing my family at the finish line!!!!
Jackie during the race!
Funniest moment of the race: As i was a few feet from the finish line the crowd in the bleachers rose to their feet, the loudest cheers. OMG all these people cheering for ME?!?!? Then all of a sudden over the loud speaker they announced “And here comes our women’s wheelchair finishers!!!” hahaha MAJOR SALT! But hey, I like to think they were cheering for me. I crossed the finish line a little over 6 hours, not the time I wanted, but I finished which is the goal for many individuals first marathon. I ehld my hands in victory and completely broke out in tears once I crossed. Standing in front of me was a nice gentleman who looked at me and said “Congratulations Amanda, you’re a marathoner!”
WE DID IT!!!
AHHHHHH!!!!!!! My first pic after crossing the finish line
Caroline, myself and Kristian. So glad my PA girls now live in Florida :)
love you Marmee!
Jan. 8, 2012 will be a day I will remember for the rest of my life. It was a journey I couldnt do alone and I thank everyone who was a part of it with me. I am so proud of my cousin and all she accomplished as well. I am def ready for another marathon, this time taking what I learned from my mistakes to make me be the best athlete I can be!
Well, I must admit – I have been an AWFUL blogger for the past two months, not writing an entry in well over two months, but with two days until the big race, I feel it is appropriate I write something for what I am sure will be the most difficult task I will ever endure in my life.
This entire journey was a bit of a whirlwind, something I always had on my “bucket list” which became a reality when my cousin Jackie and I said we were seriously going to do this. I signed up for the marathon on my 24th birthday, giving myself a challenge – a way to push myself limits and strides I have never gone before.
Has this journey been easy? No. Could I have pushed myself more and trained harder? Yes. But more than anything, I am doing this. I am really doing it. Whether I am running the whole time or stopping to walk periodically (which I wish I did not have to do but I am human), the support I have gotten from family, friends, co-workers and Twitter followers has been overwhelming.
I told someone at work yesterday what my goal time was to finish the race and all they said to me was “who care about a stupid time, you doing this and finishing at whatever time is a huge accomplishment. I could never do it. I’m proud of you.”
I’ve looked at this entire race as a pressured challenged, hoping to crush it as best as I can. But hearing that people are proud of me, love me and are cheering for me no matter how slow or fast I go has made this journey so worth it.
The past few days I have been completely mental – I’ve been super emotional about the race, thinking about how I will feel during and after. And I’ve been mentally psyching myself out a bit thinking my legs are hurting just walking around during the day when I know they are fine.
I won’t say much more but I would like to sign off by saying thank you. Thank you to everyone who has asked how training is going, who has gone on runs with me, who has sent me wishes and good lucks and for all that have believed/do believe in me.
I will not let any of you down, I promise!
Special thanks go out to my family – especially my mom who will be accompanying me on this journey (I love you) and PARTICULARLY to my cousin Jackie who will be running with me this weekend. I am so excited for us to go on this journey together, something that will live with us for the rest of our lives. I am so proud of you and everything you have accomplished. Side by side, step by step we will be crossing that finish line together with tears of happiness and accomplishment. I love you.
Big thank you to Caroline Brown Bergh and Kristian Johnson who will be in Disney with my mom cheering me on. You are the greatest friends in the world!! xoxox
I’ll be sure to post after the race is over!!! See you soon Mickey!
For this post I feel as though not much writing is needed because my video pretty much explains it all. For all of you jerks out there who like to honk your car horn at runners, hopefully this video will make you change your mind a little bit. It's not funny. You're not cool. Get over yourself.
Love,
Amanda and all the other runners out there who don't care you're f***ing honking
As if everyone didn't already know, but as of last night it's official... I'M GOING TO DISNEY WORLD!!!
Shelley (mamabear) and myself booked everything last night and for WAY too much we are going to have a magical time at "the happiest place on earth." For the amount of money I am spending I better have a damn good time. I think it's going to be great...my body however, will feel opposite.
We're heading down Friday, Jan. 6 and arriving in Orlando pretty late at night. By that time I am sure I will be crashing as soon as we get to the All-Star Sports Resort (that hotel is going to bring back lots of memories with best friends from our North Penn senior class trip.)
I figure Saturday in the morning I'll head to the Marathon Expo at the Wide World of Sports Complex with the crew so we can all pick up our bibs and packets. At these expos they have hundreds of vendors selling everything from shoes, clothing, accessories, massages and much more. We will walk the floors, maybe buy a few goodies and get on our way for some fun. We will head to a park and I'll be crapping my pants all afternoon because the marathon is the next day. In preparation for Sunday, a huge pasta dinner and early bedtime will hit the spot with a super early start for race day.
Sunday will be THE DAY, the moment of I have working towards for the past 8 months. The race begins at 5:30 a.m. in Epcot....making wake up time around 3:30 a.m. Like I did in Atlantic City last weekend I will force food down my throat and try not to throw up from nerves. By reading blogs of people who have ran the race before, I will need old sweats to wear to the starting line because it is super chilly at the start. My goal is to finish the race between 4 1/2 and 5 hours....I can see it now me hobbling over the finish line, most likely crying hysterical because I did it. I know the rest of the day Sunday I will be out for the count, spending an afternoon in an ice bath, icing and laying in the hotel room. Hopefully my mom, aunt kathy and cousin tyler will have a baller time at park without us MARATHONERS. Later in the night I think we are going to head to the Aloha Dinner Show to celebrate our accomplishment.
Monday and Tuesday are going to be two days of complete and excruciating pain. I am planning on going to the parks both days...I already warned my mom I may have to rent a Jazzy, those motorized scooters, to help get me around the park. I did see last time I was there though people on those things get to the front of the lines....so it may work out in my advantage...
We're heading back to PA late Tuesday night....sadly the trip must end because work at The Reporter needs to continue. Hopefully you'll be able to make it without me for two days, right guys?
There is no turning back now (I wasn't planning on it)....but I'm all in and all focused. LETS DO THIS!!!!
The day finally arrived...a test to see how my training is actually paying off. Yesterday, my cousin Jackie, her boyfriend and myself traveled to Atlantic City to run the 2011 Half Marathon. Each and everyone of us woke up with pre-race jitters, not being able to eat much of a breakfast and peeing non-stop because we’ve been drinking lots of water in preparation. With the race starting at 8 a.m. and only a high temp of 65 degrees, Jackie and I battled back and forth on what to wear during the race. A tank top and capri pants was a great decision. We headed over to Bally’s Casino which was the start and finish of the race. The energy was booming and the three of us quickly calmed our nerves. I was feeling a little sick to my stomach (possibly because of nerves, the other half from the crappy dinner I had at “Wonder Bar” the night before) but things soothed when I saw this green neon sign down the casino hallway that said “Pickles” (this restaurant and deli). It was a sign. :)
getting mentally ready
Nothing is thicker than blood <3 My cousin Jackie & I
Bib number
The race was about to start so we all took our positions. Hans is faster than Jackie and I so he started up closer to the start. Jackie and I hung by this chick Nicole how was a pacer for the race. She was leading marathoners who were trying to finish at the 5 hour mark. I figured if I stayed around or near her I would do pretty well. Big thanks for that skeleton.
Before we went to the start line
Before we knew it the gun started and I was right by the side of my cousin for her first half marathon. I was more than proud of her for taking on this challenge when nearly 6 months ago she could barely run 2 miles. I got a little choked up at the start of the marathon. I always get a bit chocked up because there is so much emotion: people running for themselves, for deceased loved ones, for pride.
And we were off. It didn't take much time for Jackie and I to separate because we have different paces. We went off the board walk and hit the streets. It was one of the most beautiful courses I have ran. We ran along the bay, on the highway, past the Marina, past the Borgota. Angry drivers waited at stop lights for HOURS (sorry I”m not sorry, you should know better there was a race.) At one point, there was a four lane road, separated by a median. At that point I was flying, seeing the runners made me push. I looked for Jackie and Hans, saw neither.
At that point I remember seeing a Mile 8 sign and I think that was the last mileage sign I saw the entire race. I was feeling great, feeling strong. Us runners made our way back up to the boardwalk and in my head all I could think was “not much longer!!!!”
Boy was I wrong... The boardwalk was the longest stretch. It seemed like forever and it was maybe only 4 miles long. No matter what direction, the wind was in your face. For the race, we actually had to pass Bally’s, go to a turn around point, and come back for the finish. As I was running I kept looking for my friend Emily (she was cheering on her bf who was running the full marathon) who said she was going to be at Mile 10. Finally, I see Emily. I yelled her name, gave her a thumbs up, and kept moving. It was so great to see a familiar face. Only 3.1 miles left.
Thanks for the action shot Emily!!!
The boardwalk seemed to be getting longer and longer. Other half marathoners were making their way to the finish, the looks on their face were exactly how my body felt. I finally hit the turn around point...home free I thought. As I was running I saw a sign on the boardwalk that said “5K turn around,” I knew I only had a little over a mile. As I’m trucking back home - legs completely done, hipflexers screaming, joints yelling - I ran into Jackie. She had the biggest smile on her face, she ran over to me, gave me a high five and said “great job, go finish girl!” I told her she was kicking ass and to meet me at the finish!
That is all I needed to get me home. I saw the finish line, I picked up my pace, went into 5th gear. The crowd made a tunnel, a shoot to get us to the finish line. Everyone was cheering, congratulating me... I saw Hans with his camera out, I think he got a snap shot of me finishing. I looked up at the clock...finished in 2 hrs and 25mins...a new PR for me. I crushed my previous time by over 10 minutes. Hans and I watched for Jackie to finish up. She finished strong!
Afterwards we all got our free beer and food. We were all spent, but it’s a great memory we got to experience together. I’m no half marathon veteran (I’ve only ran one other one), but I hope yesterday is a day the two of them will never forget. I am so happy I was able to watch the two of them compete in their first half marathon. We’re half way there. But next, Disney World.
When it comes to the movie "Heavy Weights" there is one thing in particular that works well with running: BUDDY SYSTEM!!!
A buddy system has started since the beginning for this marathon training. If my cousin Jackie wasn't down for doing it I probably wouldn't be going to Disney in a little over three months.
Jackie was my running partner for the first six months of this journey but she recently took a huge step in her like (which I am so proud of) relocating her to Allentown. She has new running buddies there so I'm pumped for her!!
Luckily last night I was able to recruit a friend to be my running buddy last night. Sean and I have been best friends since 10th grade. He is exactly the same pace as me which is so nice and he really pushed me which is the best part about a buddy. It also gave us some time to catch up on family, friends and relationships as usual.
I took him on one of my normal routes right around Upper Gwynedd. For having a bum knee he held up really well....not too sure how well he is feeling today.
My half marathon is in three weekends(Sunday, Oct. 16). I'm ready to get running in Atlantic City. If anyone is interested in joining there is also a 5K (aka 3.2 miles) a 10K (aka 6.4 miles), half marathon, and full marathon. I'd love for some more friends to join in on the funnn!
Time really does fly when you're having fun...or should I say that you are so busy there isn't enough time in a given day to get things accomplished. Either way, fun or no fun, time is flying.
The above picture lays out my training schedule for the month of September. Having it on a board like that lets me get mentally prepared to see what is in store for me that given week. I "X" off my completed runs and usually circle the non-completed one. I took the photo on Monday so it looks like I've been quite a slacker, but really I haven't been.
When looking at that picture, your eyes are NOT playing ticks on you. This Saturday I am scheduled to run 13 miles on Saturday (yes, you are seeing that correctly). I literally have to run a half marathon for nothing. Who does that?!?! Last Saturday I went on my 11 mile run through Lansdale before work with my cousin. It went great by the way. I woke up in the morning with a pit in my stomach like I was actually running a big race that morning. I have a feeling I am going to get like that every Saturday morning for these long runs. However, being nervous to me is a good thing. That means I care and want to do well at the long runs. More than anything I have realized this whole journey is a big mental game. When my head is in it for a long run, I'm in it. I would say for about 90% of the time I have been focused and ready. However, now that September has arrived, I need to kick it up a notch because it's not just running anymore, I have to add cross training.
Serious September I am going to call it. I'm ready for it...or as my great friend Sarra Moller would say, "I'm born ready!!"
