| Photo op with Kathrine Switzer. |
| Dinner time! |
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| I made a friend! He doesn't talk much. |
| In front of the falls. |
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| start line |
The gun went and off we went. Within the first 100 meters, an older woman fell right in front of me - I mean flat on the ground - out like a light. I stood legs and arms wide open to divert traffic -while someone else helped her up. I have no idea if she ran or not - the first aid people arrived right away and off I went.
The race starts at Marineland, we then go towards the falls - which is nice, slow downhill for most of the way. We pass the falls, turn back near the International Bridge and come back - and so we see the falls twice. I took the time to stop and enjoy the view... how could you not? (See how competitive I am? I stop to enjoy the view! No need to wonder why my daughter doesn't have competitive bone in her body!) After snapping a picture - which didn't even turn out, off I went again.
The problem with going downhill for the first 3 km or so, is that the next three are uphill since you come back... By km 6, I felt great except for one thing... my stomach - it was rumbling and not very happy with me... you know, when you travel, your body just isn't the same as when you are at home... plus, it's a well known problem with longer distance running... It's not the first or last time this happens to me I'm sure. I found a portable toilet and wasted probably a good 5 minutes there. Off I went and tried to catch up the time lost.
A few km later, there I was again, tummy really angry with me - had to stop again and wasted another 5 to 10 minutes there. I was not happy at this point. How can I beat my time if I'm sitting here? Argh!
Off I was again.
At km 9 or so I think it was, you get to a bridge, cross it, and go on the other side of the river - you are still in Canada peeps. You run and run and run thinking "Where is the darn turn around?" People coming back tell you that you are almost there -trust me, they are lying. It was very humid and I felt like there were not enough water stations... I should've ran with my hydration vest... oh well, live and learn I guess. By km 15 or so, my left knee started to hurt - pain I know too well - my IT band... weird that it was my left knee though as it's always my right one that hurts... so, slowly but surely I kept going. I think I may know why my knees are a problem during this race... the slant on the road is awful. I tried to stay on the flattish parts - but those are nearly non existent.
When you get back to the bridge, there is 2 km left to the race. It's a very LONG 2 km. As I was wobbling along, I could see my friends waiting for me at the last turn, screaming their heads off, encouraging me. The last 200m were the most painful - thankfully I had Karen running alongside me, yelling at me to go and go faster that I could do this. I felt like my knee was getting stabbed by a knife - but I kept on going. I finished the race with a time of 2:36:35! I did it! I beat last year's time by 4 minutes - which could've been more had it not been for those stupid washroom stops. Such is life.
All in all, great race, fabulous weekend with wonderful ladies!
| Me and my medal |
| Karen Burns, Me, Rebecca Vandenbosch, Leanne, Noreen Marchildon |
Now I start trail running training for the next race - Limberlost Challenge - Remi and I will be doing the 28km race! Looking forward to that challenge!



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