SO IT TURNS OUT IT’S 26.2 MILES … NOT MINUTES

How does it happen? How does a girl who literally couldn't run more than a block without feeling like her head was going to explode off her shoulders run TWENTY - SIX POINT TWO miles? Insert all the funny and clichéd lines here. Such as.... One mile at a time! and.... Slowly! and... With a great deal of Body Glide! Yuk to the Yuk!

 

I was in Seattle this year for the 3 Day for the Cure when I decided to sign up for the Walt Disney World Marathon. I was also feverish and delirious from some sort of bug at the time and I don't know that I was thinking too terribly well. I remember talking to my coach soon after and asking him if he thought I could and should do a marathon. I remember listening to him tell me all the reasons I could. I remember him going through the typical, "It's going to be a lot of work" speech and kicking around the idea of me doing another ½ marathon or continuing to do Half-Ironman triathlons. I remember him landing squarely toward the end of the conversation on "Yes, I think you can do a marathon." To which I said, "Good. Because I already signed up."

 

Which is typical. All my life I've made decisions first based on what I want to do -- then later figuring out the road blocks and ways around them. I know that's not how everyone makes decisions (reference: The Hub) and I know my method of making decisions that way can be somewhat unnerving to others (reference: The Hub, still). But it usually works for me. Usually .

 

Here are some of the things I learned:

 

LESSON ONE:

26.2 miles is REALLY far.

 

Now, I know this may seem obvious but it sort of surprised me how far 26.2 miles really is. A few weeks prior to the marathon, I went to mapmyrun.com and created a starting point at my house and drew a line out 26 miles in many different directions. It amazed me. I know most of my readers aren't from around here but, as the crow flies, from my house to the Kansas City International Airport is only 20.1 miles ... and that drive takes me about 40 minutes. Forty minutes! And, since I'm not a car, nor a crow, it takes me a really long time to run 26.2 miles. Hours. And hours. And of course I knew it would take a long time but I didn't realize it would FEEL like such a long time. I dunno, maybe since I made the jump from a sprint triathlon - which has a 3.1 mile run, to a half-ironman distance triathlon - which has a 13.1 mile run, maybe I thought the jump to a 26.2 mile run wouldn't be that big a deal. Which just goes to show you can't underestimate the power of a little forethought (cue The Hub silently cheering this realization). Because even though I worked really hard at not thinking negatively during the race, I admit to having a moment at mile 17 when I said out loud "Wow. This is dumb." And the man next to me huffed out, "You can say that again." Unfortunately, I actually couldn't say that again - because it took too much oxygen.

 

At the same time, I have to be honest and tell you when it was over, it didn't really seem to take all that long. I finished and thought. Huh. I'm done! And this is pretty much like my life. There was a time when I couldn't imagine being over 40 and now that I'm here I'm all like : Huh, that didn't take long at all. So maybe the lesson here is - Don't make decisions about what you are going to do based on what it feels like the day you sign up. Instead, trust the finish line will show up sooner than you think. Don't wanna go back to school because you'll be 45 when you're finished? Guess what? You'll be 45 anyway - and sooner than you think. Don't want to start losing weight because it's going to take you 6 months to reach your goal? Guess what? Summer is coming anyway. Don't want to start reading this blog post because it runs way down past the screen? Guess what? I hear ya.

 

LESSON TWO

You don't have to run the race before you have to run the race.

 

Another one that may seem obvious. The running lesson here is simple - do your workout today and race day will take care of itself. Back in November, I had a 14 mile run I needed to get in one Wednesday morning. Thankfully, I was in Florida and I could run outside. My sister decided to be route support (what can I say? I get used to those fully-stocked pit stops every 3 miles on the 3 Day) and ride alongside on her bike with water and nutrition for me. All seemed good but there was nothing in me that day that wanted to run 14 miles. What's worse, I started off and felt super-duper awful. I was running about a minute per mile slower than my usual pace and the miles were dragging by mercilessly. When that happens, the negativity starts to creep in ...not just about that run and that day but more sinister, about race day. Thoughts bounce around in my head like bumpercars, slam into my psyche and throw me off my game. Thoughts like "How the hell are you going to run 26.2 miles on race day?" And "Even if you do finish, you'll be the last one" and "How the hell are you going to run 26.2 miles on race day?" and "Wow, You are miserable at this!" and "HOW THE HELL ARE YOU GOING TO RUN 26.2 MILES ON RACE DAY??" And on and on it goes.

 

And on that day, I just knew I had to put a stop to it. I had my support team there and by golly, I was going to use it/her. So I yelled out to my sister peddling along behind me, "Beek! Your job today is to make sure I run 14 miles ...not 13 or 13.5 but 14 ... 14 is the number. Got it?" "YOU KNOW IT!" she called back. And then, because she's a perceptive one, I hear ... "You okay up there?" And I told her I was hurting. Told her I wanted to quit. Told her that I just didn't see how I was going to be able to run 26.2 miles. "Beek," I said, "How am I going to run 26.2 miles on race day?" And you know what she said?

 

"By running 14 today."

 

The life lesson follows. Seeing the end is good - necessary even - but don't get all caught up in it. Today just do what you need to do today. You know how you grow your business in the next 5 years? You return that phone call today. You know how you move from this lousy job to a great one in 6 months? You write your resume today. You know how you repair the broken relationship with your family? You be nice today. Do the baby steps. The rest will fall into place.

 

On a side note, before each long run for the rest of my training I would call my sister and say "Beek, how am I going to run 26.2 miles on race day?" And she'd say "You're going to run X miles today!" Of course, being her, on race day last week as we loaded into the car at 2:30 a.m. I turned to her and said, "Hey Beek! How am I going to run 26.2 miles today???" and she said "Hell if I know - that's really far." Then again, she hadn't had her coffee yet.

 

 

LESSON THREE

Everyone starts and finishes at the same place.

There were a reported 15,000 of us that started that race. 13,400 finished. We all crossed the same start line. We all crossed the same finish line. We all ran the same course. For some, it wasn't easy. Some stopped at every photo op. Some chose to run the tangents and probably ran a little less. Some needed medical help. Some walked the majority of the race and some ran so fast you'd swear they cheated. But we all crossed the same finish line.

 

It's like life. We're all born. We all die. We all travel through life together. Some have a harder time and some have an easier time but there is a beauty to knowing we are all in this together. And it is your choice whether you see your fellow participants as competition or comrades. It is your choice to be inspired or frustrated. It's your choice to groan or cheer, wave or sigh, pump your fist or pump your legs. Your choice.

 

 

LESSON FOUR

Everyone has gas.

 

Self-explanatory. Both for marathons and for life. Deal with it.

 

 

LESSON FIVE

Nothing takes the place of patience.

 

The week prior to the race I was flitting all over Orlando looking for all the things that I needed - gels, new compression socks, the right top, etc. Every running store The Hub and I went into asked if we were doing the marathon. With 15,000 signed up for the full (or the "whole" as my mom calls it) and 24,000 signed up for the half, chances were pretty good that people entering their store were running. In one store the shop owner gave a little advice as we left loaded with gels and recovery brew. "Just be patient," he said. "It's a long way." Good advice. Great advice actually. Because (contrary to what my sister said) it's actually very simple how you run 26.2 miles on race day - you run 1 mile ... 26.2 times. There's no shortcut (although I do think it was cruel to run us right past the monorail station) and there's no way around it: 26.2 miles is 26.2 miles and if you are going to finish, you have to run every one of them. And sometimes, it's a grind.

 

Disney does an amazing job of providing entertainment along the way. From characters to karaoke, music to magicians, cheerleaders AND marching bands - they had it all. And still, that race can be a drag. Once or twice I tried to break the monotony by cracking a joke or two. Only to find out that not many people share my same sense of humor. (I still can see the dismayed and confused look on the face of the supporter who was holding up a giant sign "GO SALLY!" when I ran by and said "Hey, my name's not Sally but thanks anyway!!"). And there were a few times when I heard that shopkeepers words in my head ... "just be patient" and I would downshift my thoughts and do just that.

 

Such is life. It's fabulous and entertaining and hard and challenging and awe-inspiring and breath-taking and hysterical and heart-breaking ... most of the time. But sometimes, it's just a grind. Sometimes we just have to keep moving forward. Sometimes things don't happen as fast as we want, take longer than we want, bore us to tears ... and that's okay. One my favorite sayings and one that floats repeatedly through my head during long miles is "Keep moving, time takes care of the rest." And now, thanks to that Orlando shop owner and my experience at Disney I've added: Just be patient. Mickey may be around the next corner.

 

 

LESSON SIX - and maybe the most important lesson of all

Nothing beats the power of a good support team.

 

And yes, I made the shirts.

 

 

Comments

[rebecca]

Woo-hooray-wow- hi five...great job!!!!!! I am so going to miss you in Philadelphia this year.....

[Annette Aeberhard]

Great job! You DO rock! ;)

[Jude]

Jenne' girl - "running away" on a wing and a prayer - believe it or not it's me (uh- YOU running all 26.2!) woo hoo!

Hey, with such LIFE-wisdom (I mean really - HOW MANY GREAT POINTs???!!!) I UN-Officially now dub you the 2010/11 Greatest American SHE-RO! "looks like the light of a new day - it came from out of the blue - breaking me out of the cell I was in - making all of my wishes come true!"

seriously - lessons 3 & 6... stabbed me. yep. #3 - how I maneuver between beginning & ending - therein lies the value...

Stink - too much brain-function at 1:20 am...:) thanks for the post!

[melanie danke]

Wonderful post! My friend Patty forwarded it to me, because I'm planning on repeating the madness and signing up for another marathon to improve my time (once the Biggest Loser contestants started finishing faster than hubby and me, pride sorta' demanded it.)
You did a great job at capturing the whole experience.
Congratulations!

[Rikki Williams]

Such an inspiration! I want to do the WDW princess marathon but keep making excuses. I need to save this blog post and maybe I'll find the courage.

[ryan]

Awesome job!!! It so reminds me of my first 3Day...as we were driving in the pitch black darkness at 4:30 in the am (I'm so not a morning person) I remember looking out the window and having to bite my lip to keep from crying. How was I going to walk 60 f'n miles, how was I gonna walk even 20?

Then it happened right around 7 am..I met this amazing little lady, well she looked little standing way up there on that stage. She spoke about what brought us there and she she reminded us that we weren't alone in our feelings. The sadness, the dread, the excitement, we were all feeling it, but it was the "we" part that she seemed to stress. It was comforting, it was soothing, but most of all it was inspiring!

I keep thinking how am I gonna be able to do the 3Day with out our "greatest hero" she inspires us in the morning and then we look forward to her silly humor at night when we're exhausted and have to think about getting up and doing it all again. I guess it's true what you said "sometimes, it's just a grind. Sometimes we just have to keep moving forward".

Thanks again for all of your inspiration!! We're gonna miss you so much!!
ryan

[Benjamin Schlaygull]

Jah-Nay-Nay

I told you so : ) Nice work from the very start (even though you started on this before ever even telling me) on all the hard work and diligence in the middle and most importantly on pulling it all together for a fantastic end.

No one can ever take this away from you - and like 3 people have tried since I began writing this.

You are awesome and your wrap up was so damn spot on. They always are. Way to go stud.

Benjamin

[Cyellen]

WoW! Another great reminder of why we love you so much...take the seemingly innocuous stuff of life and make lessons out of it. You do rock. In so many ways and so many lives are greater just because you are part of them. Thank you.

[Patricia Stevens]

Jenne, I am so glad you had the chance to do the Disney marathon! It was our first full, we'd done the 1/2 last year and I'll tell you, Disney does it with style. Glad you got to experience that. I loved your post. You are an amazing woman.

[Annelise]

Congrats to you and thanks for the lessons. You've always been inspiring at every 3Day I've attended where I have witnessed your charisma, charm and inspiration. I'm doing my first full marathon on March. I think I shall steal your lesson six idea and get me a good support team complete with great shirts! :)