The morning of a race always come too early. For this particular day it was even more the case. I think I figured I got about 4 hours of sleep. Had I already caught up on sleep, I might have been able to feel bit more optimistic.
When I woke and began to get ready, I realized my knee felt very tweaked from the fall that happened maybe 5 or 6 hours prior.
I definitely did not feel optimistic. I even posted to facebook that I felt as though the lack of sleep and fall did not bode well for a successful race.
I woke Steve. I half expected that he was going to bail on going. I knew he got even less sleep than I did. He didn't beg me to let him sleep though and was soon up. I think that helped my mood tremendously and soon we were both getting ready. We were excited!
Ready, I took a selfie.
Too bad you can't see my yellow shoes with sparkly red laces. This is about as much of a costume as I do. I have done maybe a bit more for a st. patty's day... but it is all some variation of actual running attire.
It was an easy walk from our room to the RD bus. We got in line later than I wanted. I knew that the closer to 4am the longer the line would be. I had planned to get there by 3:30. However, that did not happen. I want to say it was more like 3:45 and the line was LONG. We did manage to get on a bus just fine though and soon were were off to the staging area.
Oh my, look at my tired baggy eyes...
It is amazes me how well choreographed the event is. You arrive and start walking with the mass and everything flows... despite the volume of people.
I have heard that this can be a very cold morning. Not this year. This year it was already quite warm and humid. You can kinda tell by how many people are in tanks rather than sweatshirts.
Steve and I split up to turn in our bags. I thought bags were normally dropped off by last name.. I may have just been confused or perhaps it was just different, but it appeared that bags were dropped off per corral. Once through the bag check chute, Steve and I joined back together to start the walk to the corrals.
On the way, med tent volunteers were passing out biofreeze on a stick. I happily took one and liberally smeared it on my knee, shin and ankle. (the side I tweaked landing on the suitcase) Magic I tell you! The stuff is like magic and very quickly I didn't feel like my leg was tweaked all.
Steve and I stayed together until it was time for him to head in one direction to his corral and for me to head in the other toward mine.
I am not certain on the walk. I know it is long. Very long. It definitely adds some mileage to the day. I think I read 2 miles?

It can't be that far. I was headed to corral E. Once there, most people were ready to get down to business.
I am not sure why one of those was so much darker than the other. There was a large video screen near by. They had prerace entertainment. Maybe I caught a bright flash from the screen? I sat and stretched and watched the show as I tried to wake up more. I was seriously tired.
There were not that many people in my corral...especially compared to later corrals.
Not that many people between me and the starting line.

It was nice because I could do more people watching that way and see what was going on around me. At one point, I noticed some people wandering about and I could swear that the bib I was seeing did not give them the right to be in the corral. Soon enough, security came up. They seriously tried to argue that they wanted to start from this corral. (I want to say they were in H.. but I think it may have even been further back. I will explain later why I think it might have been further back) The group tried to hold their ground against security until the security officer told them they had the choice.. go back or leave the race all together. I think he also pointed out that he was doing them a favor giving them the choice because he could just remove them and disqualify them here and now. It was after that they the group begrudgingly removed themselves from E corral.
I now that I may not make friends saying this. However, I do not feel sympathy for these people at all. I kinda felt like they should have been taken away then and there. If you want to not have to run in a corral with a lot of people or have plenty of time for pictures, then do the work... and train. Or bare minimum accept the place you are in your journey. That is what Steve did after all.
Steve was placed in corral J. There is NOTHING wrong with that corral. Let me say this first and foremost. He had not had more races under his belt by the cut off in order to submit a time that would put him in a different corral. It was a good corral placement for him. After all, that is what the corrals are there for... to put like paced runners together.
Corral J had a bit more runners in front than corral E though and so while I don't feel sympathy for those who got kicked out of corral E, I can certainly appreciate not wanting to start with this many people..
Before I knew it it was time to start. All I could think was "thank God".
Off we went.. both Steve and I on our own journey through this race. After my experience trying to take pictures at the ToT, I didn't even try. I am would have been even less coordinated with the lack of sleep. Steve however had to get a shot approaching the tolls.
I remember hitting this point and began to worry.... It was still early and quite dark when I hit the tolls.
Approaching MK, I had a thought that I have NEVER had in any race other than this. I thought I might not finish. I was so tired. I ran as though I had weights on my feet. I was not out of breath nor were my muscles sore. I was just sluggish.
I am going to do something I don't normally. In fact this is the first time I have snagged these pics. If anyone wants to call me out...tell me this is wrong. Please do and I will go ahead and remove them.
I think this must have been on the approach to Mk
Running through MK... is the look on my face because I can't believe it is another photographer (yes, for some reason I have more photos of me from this race than others races) or is it because my neighbor is VERY happy

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I made it through the castle before the sun was coming up. Steve hit the castle I believe, just after.
I was having a good time though...
Once I got out of Mk, I knew that I had to take some walk breaks. I think it was at about mile 7 that I started to implement them. I started to feel better by mile 9. I had one gal that I was following. It was nice to have someone to keep pace with.
Coming into Epcot I wasn't just taking a walk for a few seconds here or there. I was starting to consider walking to the finish. I was very tired. I also was very wet. I had tried to use my "dump a glass of water over my head" method to cool myself. Only with high humidity, that doesn't so much work. It does not evaporate and so you are just left.. wet.
Ok, so I may be making this sound much more bleak that it was. I
felt like I was walking a lot and I
felt like I needed to walk to the finish. Reality was I ran through the parking lot by the spectators and up into Epcot. Once I hit the backstage entrance I walked but probably less than a minute. I ran all away around the loop to the entrance of WS and back around to the ball. I walked just as I approached the ball (which is where I seriously considered walking to the finish) but began to run again before I had passed the ball. I ran out back into the parking lot and finished with as much of a sprint as I could muster. (although I doubt this was much of a sprint)
In this pic you can see the gal that I ran near - leap frogging most of the race. (the gal behind me in blue with black tights) If you are out there gal in blue. Thank you. You were my inspiration. You kept me going when you didn't even know it. In many ways... I could not have finished without you!
I got my medal, my ice bag (my fingers had swelled to look like hot dogs so I needed to ice them a bit) and all the food and drink they force you to get.

Then I posed for my "official" finish photo.
You want my stats? 2:17:23 is my finish time. I am shocked that even with all the walk breaks I still finished with a better time than I did the phm in 2013. I beat that by almost 9 minutes. 221 out of 1670 in my age. 1420 out of 11201 for gender. 4150 out of 20242 over all.
I had hoped that the kids would make it in time to see my cross the finish line. Sadly, they did not.
I needed a biobreak before I tracked them down. What a horror show that was. I still can not get the images I saw out of my mind. Let me just say... if you run a race with that many people.. find a real restroom when it is over and do not settle for a portapottie. OMG! I think people ran and ran and then... well, they did not quite make it to a sitting position when the runner trots hit. I know.. TMI, but I can't tell you how many doors I opened only to immediately close them. YUCK. Finally I found a "virgin" enough looking one to use.
I was then ready to track down Kira and the others. They were not far from me and it was easy to find them. We walked back to the finish line to wait for Steve to come through.
He was very determined as he approached.
Josh waited by the finish to take some pictures of Steve crossing the finish. (not sure why I don't have them) while the girls and I had screamed for him as he came by. He was unable to hear though. I knew the route he would take through the finish chute and so we met him on the end of it.
Now remember how I mentioned the group that tried to sneak into the corral may have been assigned a corral far back? I thought it was H, but after I saw Steve come through guess who I saw?

One of the guys that was in that group. I think this put him finishing about an hour after I did. No, he didn't need to be a corral further back from E... not al all.
Steve's finish photo.
His stats - Finish time 2:48:08. 1053 out of 1617 in his age. 5553 out of 9041 in gender. 10155 out of 20242 overall.
Next Up:
1/11 - Donald Half/Epcot Part 2