If you want a good recap of the weekend - check out Holly's post HERE - it sums it up nicely...
We drove to Memphis on Friday in weather that I have never seen before - we saw 60+ cars/trucks off the road or flipped over. It usually takes 4 hrs to get there - it took 8. I am not an anxious person and when it was my turn to drive, my lip was quivering from anxiety and I wanted to start crying every time a semi barreled through next to me. There were NO lanes only white ice and snow. Thank GAWD for Laura who drove 95% of the entire way...
We make it to Memphis, realize the weather doesn't seem to bad there and that this marathon HAS to be ON. We head to the expo, get our bib and swag, and make our way to the Pasta Party that the Hero's were invited to. It was lovely and we met so many people - it was making the whole experience REAL! We were getting EXCITED. Head back to the hotel - pull up to the valet and BOOM... our world was devastated. We received an email that the marathon had been CANCELED... The whole trip up to our room was a blur... Laura starts to cry, Holly is cussing like a demon, and I am just staring out into space like "is this really happening?". Well it was...
We all get ourselves together and muster up enough makeup to make us look presentable and head down to the lobby bar to drink - because in all honesty I was not in the mood to live it up... I was devastated, heart broken, and sick to my stomach. We drank, laughed, and tried to lift our spirits but I was still hurting bad...
I tried to sleep - I couldn't I tossed and turned and kept hoping this was all a dream. Saturday we got up, laid around and then headed to brunch with LB - highlight of my weekend for sure. I stuffed cheese soup, french toast, and mimosas in my face and it felt GOOD!.
The ride home was not great either, but we made it. Holly's car has been through hell and back and I owe Holly basically my life (or a year supply of Lumiday) for letting us take her car.
Here is what I learned:
I am not traveling to run again for a long time. St. Louis has races and I am sticking with those.
I am determined to make 26.2 in 2013, so I signed myself up for the Run for the Ranch in Springfield, MO in 3 weeks. Please, Please, Please let the weather be decent. I am also beyond stoked my babies will be there to see me finish. I wanted them there so bad and now they get to - maybe St. Jude was meant to not happen for a reason - because now I get to hug my sweet children when I cross that finish line.
If you see me and I am all "ohhhh let's do it - it will be fun - I swear we will have a great time" - run the opposite direction.
Do NOT for any reason let me drive in the snow/ice EVER again - I can't let my armpits sweat that much - not a good thing.
I WILL be going back to Memphis next year for St. Jude and running - not sure a full or half but I will be there. My heart has to run for those kids.
NEVER sleep in a full bed with anyone again - my thighs are too big.
GET MYSELF A NEW CAR. Pearl (my Nissan Altima) would have NEVER made it to Memphis.
I have amazing friends - through all the cussing, crying, screaming, sound machine noise, pretending to not hear or see, and freaking out - I am glad I had one last trip with my girls.
All of your well wishes and continued support/love mean the WORLD to me - thank you ALL for always being there to make me feel better even in the darkest moments. I am not giving up on my goal and I dedicate this next race to YOU.
So I am going to keep up my training for 3 more weeks and nail this 26.2 - here is to 3 more weeks of running like a maniac, taking time away from everyone I love, and not drinking or having any weekend fun;) In the end though... it will ALL be worth it... Springfield, MO I am coming for ya!!!