Wow. I will talk about the race itself tomorrow, but I want to say a few things first:
First and foremost, I want to express my extreme gratitude for the amazing support that you all showed me this weekend. The tweets, emails, texts, facebook messages, instagram comments, and blog comments really meant so much to me–I don’t think that I can truly put into words, so I am not going to try beyond simply saying “thank you.”
Secondly, I want to say a huge freaking thank you to this little ol’ body o’ mine. I pushed you so, so hard this weekend, and you responded. And I am likely going to do it to you again. You have been warned.
Third, Thank you to my mom. My ever-tireless cheerleader, horse show/big race mom, confidant, takes-the-brunt-of-my-pre-race-ickyness-and-post-race-exhaustion-in-stride rock, and just…well.. you know. Like I said in the dedication of my thesis: “For my Mom. You know why.”
Thank you to Alex, even though the turd didn’t come this weekend (honestly, it probably would have been too much to have him and my mom there at the same time, haha) and went and partied in photo booths at a wedding (congrats Eddie and Diane!!!) in Georgia. You are an athlete, and you understand what being an athlete means. You rub my legs (though not at as much this time around, hater), and you love me anyway.
Thank you to Ben and Lara, for giving me the perfect way to ease into the weekend by letting me bum your couch, eat seriously unending amounts of popcorn and ice cream and la Croix and drool over your place. MOVE CLOSER TO US FOOLS.
A big freaking thank you to the people of the Twin Cities–volunteers, spectators, and event producers. Holy crow, do you all throw a good marathon weekend. I will talk about this a bit more in my actual marathon recap and review, but these people love this race. The neighborhoods get so into it, and there is rarely a quiet place while you run. We are talking bouncy castles, bleachers, balloon arches, people dressed up as bacon and eggs, people with signs that I saw FIVE TIMES on the course. Thank you for being so accommodating and letting us commandeer your streets for a bit.
Thank you, weather, for calming the f down and not being terrible. Actually, you were perfection.
Thank you to the other runners, many of whom were absolutely hilarious. Thank you, first time runners, for getting out there and putting your heart on the course. Thank you to the people that have done this time and time again, and keep coming back–I hope I love life as much as you do as the years go by.
Thank you to my equipment: Yurbuds, you did not move from my ears. Glasses, you are pretty much retired, but thank you. You may now go to greener pastures. Brooks Running, your shoes have taken me through the years and the miles, and I did the ENTIRETY of my marathon training in one pair of Ravennas, save about 15 miles total in my old pair of Defyances. My glorious Teal Ravenna 4s, you are now retired from hard work (like the glasses). Gorgeous new (on sale) purple Ravenna 5s, you have been warned. My trusty MCM hat (also Brooks) from one marathon to the next! Gloves were also gotten at the expo, and worked perfectly.
Thank you to SwirlGear for the Sunny Short Sleeve (PS all Swirlgear is currently 60% off so that they can make room for new stuff!!!), which was perfection paired with my Pearl Izumi running shrug (buy it at the right through Amazon!). Feetures and ProCompression, you all are things of beauty. Moving Comfort shorts (bought on sale at the Georgia expo this spring)–no words, just loooooove. Garmy, we have had our differences, and I still think that you were a bit on the fritz at times, but you have been there as long as I have been long distance running, so you still have my undying gratitude.
Phone, you can kind of suck it. I don’t really like you because you are difficult at times, but you do take good pictures. And I appreciated the music, even if I did listen to the same songs over and over because you can be annoying and I didn’t want to deal.
HUGE thank you to Body Glide. READ MY LIPS: NO CHAFING. NO BLISTERS.
I think that is enough for right now. I need to go and “thank” my legs with a little Trigger Point therapy. Something tells me that they don’t want me to do such a thing, but they will thank me later. Or I’ll thank myself. Regardless, pass the gratitude around.
Congratulations to all who ran this weekend, whether it was a comeback race (DEBBIE!!!), your first big race, a final long run before your upcoming race, or just getting out there and doing the damn thing. Every day is a chance to be great. This weekend, were you?
In the comments, say “thank you” to something that made your weekend.