The quinceañera

This past Sunday was the Asics LA Marathon. It was my eighth time running this race and fifteenth marathon overall. It was a whirlwind of a week, facilitating a college planning seminar, coordinating my SRLA team to visit the LA Marathon Expo, meet the marathon elites on Friday morning, and try to figure out where I was going to fit in 14.2 workout from the CrossFit Open. With insane weeks like the last one, I try to stop thinking about how much needs to be done and just do it.

I was relatively happy with the attendance at the college seminar considering not many parents attend evening events. The parents had tons of questions about planning for the future, and I love being a part of it. I love sharing information with them and helping parents navigate the complicated system of college planning. I don't really love spending the evening at work instead of at the gym, but I am willing to compromise for something as important as college planning. 

The whirlwind week kept me busy from thinking about the marathon and what was to come in the next workout for the Open. I made plans to complete the workout on Thursday, whatever was in store for the workout. The workouts are released on Thursday at 5pm and we have until Monday at 5pm to complete the workout. There was no way that I would have the energy to complete the WOD on Monday and I wasn't about to put any weight over my head on Saturday. My only shot was on Thursday. When I watched the announcement on my phone while I was at the last SRLA practice with my runners, I started to freak out. Overhead Squats at 65# and Chest to Bar pullups. Two movements that I have not yet conquered but have come close!

I haven't worked on OHS since December and I just recently started working on pull ups without a resistance band. I messaged my coach and he talked me down from my panic attack and made me feel confident in my abilities and reminded me that I was running a marathon on Sunday, and that should be my focus.

I ended up hitting 10 squats, more than I have ever done at that weight. Plus, I was so close at getting a chest to bar pull up for the first time, ever. With practice, I think I'll get it pretty soon. It is amazing what registering for the Open has done for me. I have hit more goals in the last two weeks than in the 8 months of training CrossFit.

Friday, my runners had the rare opportunity to meet the elite runners, running the LA Marathon. We were chosen last year for this event, too. I'm convinced that it's because I am active on social media and I would tweet and post about the event. I did. We cheered, they jogged and got autographs from their role models. The morning in the park was relaxing and it was a great way to spend the time with a few of my runners.





In the afternoon, the team boarded a school bus and traveled to the Expo to pick up our t-shirts, bibs and other goodies. I have tried to make it a point to give the high school runners the complete experience of training for a marathon. The expo is part of the experience. We even went to "carbo-load" together at Souplantation.



I ended the day with a a hot tub soak and good conversation with my friend Missy. I didn't have to think about the marathon because I was so busy on Friday. I didn't think about running 26.2 miles much, even though everything that I did on Friday revolved around the marathon.



Not so much on Saturday. I couldn't stop thinking about the race, strategizing about the course, thinking about my pace, wondering how I was going to keep cool since Saturday was already warm. I was a mess. By the afternoon, I started to drink some herbal tea to calm my nerves. Even though everyone kept telling me that I got this and that I'm a pro at this stuff, I still get nervous. I still can't sleep. I still worry about getting hurt. I am still a basket case. 

Everything on Sunday morning went well. All of our students arrived to the school on time and the bus departed the school with plenty of time. We got to the starting line at Dodger Stadium with plenty of time to hit the pre-race food before they ran out and to use the toilets before the lines started to form. Then we waited. Stretched. Started. The race felt great. I was in good spirits and thought that I could go faster than usual. So I did for 20 miles of the race. I met Missy near mile 20 and she sprayed me down with a water bottle she brought with her. I was really starting to feel the 80 degree heat at that time. I needed to keep my body temperature down.



More than the water, the spirit and support she gave really helped to push me even through the heat. Another spectator was giving out ice that I gratefully took and shoved in my cap to keep my head cool. I let some ice melt in my hand while I ran. I remembered to keep my extremities cool so that my body temperature would stay down; I had this race in the bag! 

I was so excited to finish the race way past my anticipated finish time...until unbearable pain struck my calf. Both calves actually. It felt like daggers to my legs! Talk about frustrating.  I hobbled into the finish line, found the medic, got ice and walked to meet the rest of SRLA at Santa Monica High School. It took me nearly 40 minutes to walk the mile back. I thought that I did something terrible to my legs. When I finally found the SRLA doctor, she asked me a ton of questions about the pain, she started to massage my calves and explained that it was only a cramp and nothing serious. If I wasn't crying in pain from her massage, I would have told her that it was serious enough for me to slow down during the run! Since I changed my birthday on Facebook to March 9th like I said that I would, I had several people wishing me well, which really boosted my spirits before my phone died. 

I didn't PR this race, but I didn't feel as bad as I did during the Long Beach race. It was a finish. That was all that I was happy with on Sunday. Now to get ready for this week's 14.3 workout and marathon #16 (sometime in the near future).