There is something very special about your first time.
I always walk. My aim
is to walk or cycle if I can avoid using the car. That’s one of the advantages
of living where we live. Not fully urban, but I can do a lot
of errands on foot, including taking the kids to their respective schools.
Every November for the past 4 years, we’ve watched the
participants in the San Antonio Rock N Roll Marathon and Half Marathon run,
walk, or stagger past our street, cheering them on. Every year I think “That
would be fun to do.” Except, I’m no runner. I can’t run. I can barely make it a
mile when I try. But walking? I can do that. I walk 2-3 miles without even
thinking about it. I’ve hiked with a backpack 10+ miles (admittedly, in my
younger days). In May, while walking the
kids around, I decided I’d set a goal of walking the San Antonio Half Marathon (13.1miles). I wasn’t
entirely convinced I could do it.
I started walking more and more. With the new
Museum
Reach of the San Antonio
Riverwalk and then the
Mission
Reach opening, walking in San Antonio was easy. Well, except when it
was 90F+ at 8:00am. But, that was useful too….one never knows how warm it’ll be
on a November Morning in San Antonio.
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Waiting to start |
A friend pointed me to a training website. Though my schedule, Frédéric’s travel and
Lenaïc’s unwillingness to sit in a
stroller for more than 45 minutes, I couldn’t stick rigidly to the training
schedule. A week before the race I was worried I wouldn’t be able to do it. My
normal pace at 4 miles is about 15:30 per mile (walking!), but I assumed it’d
be much slower when I was walking 13.1 miles. I was hoping for close to 3:30,
would be ok with 3:45, and was just praying it’d be under the 4 hour limit.
Well, I did it! 13.1 miles walking, 3hours, 19 minutes, 52 seconds.
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Just finished and got my medal! |
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Calling Erin at mile 9.5 to tell her when to bring the kids out |
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Walking faster than ever |
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Looking up at the only "hill", just before mile 13 |
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Breaking into a run |
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By my GPS watch, I walked 13.32 miles in 3:20:00,
thanks to lots of zig zagging |
After crossing the finish line I wanted to jump up and down
and cheer. This was way more fun than I expected. Three days later I’m still on a high. And now
I understand why people do it. It’s an
addiction. I’m already planning my next one.
For you runners, I’m a slow poke, but for walking, and my
first, I’m pretty proud!