I got a medal!
Apr. 14th, 2013 06:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
schneefinkI participated in my first ever marathon! Relay, 11km, but that's more than I ever ran before, and I'm quite proud of myself :D
A few minutes after I was so twitchy I posted (thank you so much for your good wishes!) I got a phone call asking me where I was, runner 3 was already halfway. Which was over 30 minutes earlier than anticipated, so I rushed out the door twice as nervous as before. However it turned out that the GPS tracker wasn't working correctly and in the end I waited over forty minutes. Fortunately with friends, although I might have been more relaxed without their constant "the tracker says she's already passed us!"
The run itself was fantastic. The weather was nice, sunny and not quite too hot, other people were running too, there were people cheering us on, and I had a great time. I think I was smiling the whole time. I hardly needed my emergency motivation tricks (the Doctor, among other things) and I never seriously doubted I could do it. I passed some people three times, and for the last 2km I finally found someone with a similar tempo, that was nice for the finish. I was the last person of the relay so I had the big finish on the Ringstraße and Heldenplatz :D I didn't even collapse afterwards. It was great.
I didn't see my friends along the way, and they weren't at the agreed-upon meeting point. I waited for over an hour, tired and cold and frustrated, no jacket and no phone, until I finally went home. Later they told me they'd looked for me, but why are you looking for me in other places when we have a meeting point?! Argh! So stupid! (With additional misunderstandings: I met A. and M., who told me the others who had my bag were right around the corner, where they weren't of course, and then A. and M. were gone, and while I was going where they told me to apparently S. finally walked by the meeting point...) I was quite angry.
When I finally got home I phoned around until I found out who has my stuff, didn't curse as much as I wanted to, ate something, took a bath that unfairly wasn't relaxing at all, and watched last week's Doctor Who to cheer myself up. It worked a little bit, but I'm still in a strange state where I'm not sure if I want to cry or not. I want to concentrate on the "yay, I did it!" part, but it's hard. I still need to prepare a presentation and a paper for tomorrow, but I can't think. Maybe I should take a nap.
Next year we'll organize it better and I'll run the 16km, I'm looking forward to it.
A few minutes after I was so twitchy I posted (thank you so much for your good wishes!) I got a phone call asking me where I was, runner 3 was already halfway. Which was over 30 minutes earlier than anticipated, so I rushed out the door twice as nervous as before. However it turned out that the GPS tracker wasn't working correctly and in the end I waited over forty minutes. Fortunately with friends, although I might have been more relaxed without their constant "the tracker says she's already passed us!"
The run itself was fantastic. The weather was nice, sunny and not quite too hot, other people were running too, there were people cheering us on, and I had a great time. I think I was smiling the whole time. I hardly needed my emergency motivation tricks (the Doctor, among other things) and I never seriously doubted I could do it. I passed some people three times, and for the last 2km I finally found someone with a similar tempo, that was nice for the finish. I was the last person of the relay so I had the big finish on the Ringstraße and Heldenplatz :D I didn't even collapse afterwards. It was great.
I didn't see my friends along the way, and they weren't at the agreed-upon meeting point. I waited for over an hour, tired and cold and frustrated, no jacket and no phone, until I finally went home. Later they told me they'd looked for me, but why are you looking for me in other places when we have a meeting point?! Argh! So stupid! (With additional misunderstandings: I met A. and M., who told me the others who had my bag were right around the corner, where they weren't of course, and then A. and M. were gone, and while I was going where they told me to apparently S. finally walked by the meeting point...) I was quite angry.
When I finally got home I phoned around until I found out who has my stuff, didn't curse as much as I wanted to, ate something, took a bath that unfairly wasn't relaxing at all, and watched last week's Doctor Who to cheer myself up. It worked a little bit, but I'm still in a strange state where I'm not sure if I want to cry or not. I want to concentrate on the "yay, I did it!" part, but it's hard. I still need to prepare a presentation and a paper for tomorrow, but I can't think. Maybe I should take a nap.
Next year we'll organize it better and I'll run the 16km, I'm looking forward to it.
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Date: 2013-04-15 09:56 pm (UTC)