I survived the marathon. After six months of training with Logan in the jogging stroller for most of the runs, I managed to race my way to the finish line.
The first 10 miles were terrific. I was on pace and doing great. Then the hill at mile 12 triggered cramps in my feet and calves. Not much fun. (Apparently I was supposed to drink the cytomax, not the water, to avoid dehydration. Ooops!) Miles 12 to 21 consisted of me trying to convince the muscles in my feet and legs to stop cramping long enough to cover the distance. Miles 21 to 26.2 mostly consisted of me thinking "Oh please can this be over!!!" Somewhere in the middle of the race my heart rate hit 223. I wish I was kidding.
But I finished it. I feel so happy - giddy really.
The best part is Logan feels like a complete champ because he helped me train. He kept telling my parents all morning "I helped mommy train for the marathon. I was her training buddy." And he was there on the course and at the finish line.
So, to my training buddy, I could not have done it without you!!
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Congats on being done! I'm so amazed by you! Logan did a wonderful job helping you train!
Amazing Jill! I can't imagine how you trained with a jog stroller ... super dedication on your part and a very patient three year old! Way to go!
Jillian! You are AMAZING. Next time you'll have two training buddies.
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