I have completed the Dopey challenge. I ran all four races without any problems until Mile 25….
I had come to Disney to enjoy the race and spend time with my sister. The trip was not what we had envisioned. She was in a boot and I was still nursing a mild case of plantar fasciitis but I had a game plan. I was going to enjoy the atmosphere and have fun. I was not racing for time. We had planned our outfits: Day 1 – Captain America, Day 2 – Red Minnie Mouse, Day 3 – Elsa and Anna, and Day 4 – Pink Minnie Mouse with Marathon Maniac shirt.
We ran the 5k at a leisure pace. We even took our picture with our running brother Bart Yasso, “Mayor of Running” and Daisy Duck. Melanie had ran without the boot. She had decided after the race to run the 10k but to wear her boot. She was unsure if she was going to be able to do the half or the full marathon. At that point she decided to wear her Anna outfit. She said she had worked hard on the outfit. I was still going to wear my red/white polka dot Minnie. We had decided to do our own thing for this race. As I was running the 10k, I missed her during the race. I didn’t have my picture buddy. That evening we re-evaluated her foot. She said she felt she could walk the half. I supported her decision. I know firsthand what dropping out of a race feels like. I told her all the pros and cons. I’ll admit I didn’t want her to run the race but she’s an adult and I have to trust her. The race went well for us. We enjoyed ourselves. I do not feel I sacrificed my race for her. I ran my race it just happened to be together. I was happy and that’s why I run.
Marathon day!!!! It had been 51 weeks since my last marathon. I was a little nervous. I had a game plan: Fuel every 5 miles, keep an 11 min/mile pace, stop Cinderella’s castle and take pictures, and finally meet Melanie at mile 24.5. The first thing to derail my plan was my watch, it stopped at mile 16. Makes it hard to stay on course without a watch. Especially the hard miles. Yes, I know there are clocks on the course but it’s not the same. Second thing the rain. Yes, the rain was light but it’s still rain. It also was humid when it stopped. Seeing Melanie at mile 24+ was great. We hugged, she took pics, and I was almost done. I knew once I saw her I only had one more park, Epcot. I left her feeling good. I was a little behind pace but coming in under 5 hours. I didn’t feel tired. Nothing really hurt until mile 25. I rounded the corner coming into the park and I felt as if someone had stuck a hot poker in my left foot. As you can see from the picture above no problems less than a half mile before. I stopped walked a little. Shook my foot a bit (shake it off, shake off). Absolutely no help. I gutted it out. I hate to admit this but I cried. It hurt so bad. I knew it was broke. I cried because I had done what I was supposed to and my body betrayed me. I finished the race smiling.
I will be honest. I didn’t want to share my stress fracture in this blog. I wanted to write about the run. I didn’t want our blogs to start as the running lives of 2 injured sisters. I want this blog to be honest and that’s why I have to tell my story. I now have to evaluate my history of why I have now had 3 stress fractures in less than a year in 3 different places. I have been running for over 10 years on a regular basis and have never been this injured.
The doctor in me knows why and that will be my next blog.