Disneyland is the Happiest Place on Earth! You would expect nothing less from their races! However, my story is a little different. It's not all fuzzy warms and PR's. Sunday morning we woke up and were ready to tackle the Half! We had been training all summer despite personal health obstacles that tried to keep us down.
I was ready to earn my C2C, Dumbo and my Half Medal! I couldn't wait and I knew the finish line was the place to get the BLING!
We lined up and after letting other corrals go, we were able to line up. Let's get this race rolling! See ya at the Finish line!
We started our journey down the streets of Downtown Disney.
First mile marker sign that I saw..
Heading into Cars land!! So stinking fun!
Then the streets of California Adventure.
Finally, heading into Disneyland! My favorite park in California!
Sleeping Beauty's Castle!
And then, the adventure changed, COMPLETELY!
*WARNING* IT GETS UGLY HERE FOLKS!
Once out of the parks, I HIT THE WALL! COMPLETELY
As a runner, I have never experienced " hitting the wall" as awful as this moment was.
At mile 4, I was done! Mentally, physically, emotionally- I was exhausted. I couldn't believe how much I wanted to walk off the course and be done. WHAT!!! Who is this? My feet hurt (PF) and my mind was telling me to quit. It was giving me all the reasons to stop.
As I tried to battle the thoughts and the pain, I wanted to stop. I was trying so hard to break through the wall. I was struggling to push through. Pictures stopped at Mile 4. I was so angry, I almost chucked my camera. I was not using kind language, my irritation was growing with each second and I DIDN'T WANT TO KEEP GOING.
How do you work through the worst wall in your life?? How do you keep fighting in hot temperatures and complete heartache? How do you fight?
You keep swimming!
You put one fin in front of the other.
Yes, I said FINS!
Ok, maybe not fins, but feet.
That is what I did. We ran 10 mins at a time, with a 1 min walk break. We kept at this except for the last three miles. It seemed to break up the time and give me motivation. It allowed my feet the breaks it needed, it helped my mind and it seemed to go by faster.
I never did pick up the camera again. I couldn't bring myself to take pictures because I was just so frustrated and done. I knew I would be more angry at myself if I didn't finish and I knew I just had to work through it. I have never had such a mental block in my life. It was paralyzing. THE WORST!
This race was harder for me mentally, than running our marathon. I had to keep going. I signed up for this on a snow day and convinced my husband after I had already registered him. FAILURE WAS NOT AN OPTION.
We kept running.
At that point, the walk breaks ceased as I needed to hit the finish line or if I stopped to walk, I was done running. No pictures were taken. It makes me sad, but it was what had to happen for me to keep going.
As we proceeded closer and were less than a mile a way, my eyes began to water, I knew we were close.
Victory was mine.
This victory was not just finishing a race and an inaugural challenge.
It was the story of my life.
It was the last 7 months of fighting.
Fighting Plantar Fasciitis.
Fighting for memory.
Fighting prescription changes
Fighting prescription side-effects
It was in those final moments running towards the finish line, I saw "hitting the wall" as the constant roadblocks that I was up against every day. It reminded me of how each day, I had to keep putting one foot in front of the other.
Each step, would eventually lead to the finish line.
I reached the finish line and was crazy exhausted, overheated, overwhelmed and filled with such incredible joy.
You are stronger than you think! If a girl with Epilepsy and Plantar Faciitis can run, so can you! Get off your BUTT and start running!
I could have never gone castle to castle without my awesome, crazy and dedicated husband. Drew has been a constant support through every single up and down during this past year. My running journey is very unique and it wouldn't be the same without him cheering for me! I'm so blessed and thankful for him! XOXO