This is not a race recap. It’s a spectator recap.
I decided to be smart and not run the race given my foot pain. I’m 99% sure that what I have is peroneal tendonitis. The peroneal tendons run from the bottom of the outer foot up behind the ankle bone. My pain started in my outer foot and has since spread into my ankle and feels exactly like peroneal tendonitis is described. No, I have not been to a doctor yet to confirm this because the pain has let up to a degree since I stopped running; I think this is an injury that will just take time to heal. I don’t have any swelling and I can put weight on my foot. The answer seems to be rest and ice. So rest and ice is what I shall do. I’ve promised myself that I won’t run again until I’m pain-free (and if it starts to hurt badly again, I will call the doctor).
I’m not going to lie and say I wasn’t completely bummed about missing the MD Half Marathon. Zain and I walked hubby to the starting line – it doesn’t get much better than being able to walk to the race start from your front door. It was a misty morning and I was thankful for the rain to hide my tears. Don’t worry, I’m totally joking. I was more angry than sad that I couldn’t run. Stupid foot!
We watched the runners as they went on their way and then headed back home. Another awesome perk of having the race in our neighborhood – I could watch out my window for when the runners were looping back around into the ‘hood. Zain and I went back outside to cheer on the super speedy runners. The police on motorcycles leading the race even waved to Zain which pretty much made his day. We saw the top male pass by with a huge lead. Eventually, all the other speedy runners came by and Zain and I had a blast cheering for them.
We walked around the neighborhood a bit and cheered the runners on up some big hills. I even promised them it was mostly downhill from there. Some jokesters questioned my use of the word “mostly”. What can I say? The MD Half is no joke when it comes to hills. There’s a monster hill in the last mile before you head to the finish line. It’s a beast and I run it all the time with the stroller. I could feel their pain!
I was stoked when we saw hubby around mile 11. Zain was so excited. He kept yelling “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” After we saw him pass by, I quickly mixed him up a bottle of Nuun (I know – I am an awesome wife) and we headed up to the finish line to see him cross it.
When we saw him headed to the finish with a big goofy grin on his face, I was so excited. I looked at the clock and saw it said 2:05. Hubby got a shiny new PR! He also got bloody nipples (I told him to put Body Glide on!), but we’ll focus on the positives. His previous PR was from the Rock ‘N’ Roll Half where he finished in 2:09. I’m so proud of him for setting a new PR on a seriously tough hilly course.
Hopefully next year, I’ll be able to run with hubby!
We got to take a picture with Dozer. Dozer escaped from his yard during last year’s race and ran most of the half marathon. He ran alongside us for part of the race. He didn’t run this year, but he was there to greet everyone.
Have you ever been a race spectator? What kind of things to you like to say to runners? My go-to lines were – great job/awesome job, looking strong out there runners, come on and push it up this hill, you’re almost there, etc. I’m not very creative and I was running out of things to say!