It's hard to explain that post race rush. What goes through one's mind? Well what was going through my mind was to find somewhere to sit for just a minute where I can stretch my muscles while they're still warm. I didn't really have any other thoughts in my head. I had to process yet and I really wanted a coffee!
|Breakfast of Champions!|
|New site & new sensor ready to go.|
|Just a itsy bit of the 7000 people madness|
Checking my blood sugar one last time. The money in my mouth is really gross, I don't know why I did that.
All smiles at the start of course.
|Having a gel while J filled my bottle.|
So it was those last 10kms and they weren't pretty! Rolling hills one after the other. I ran up all of them but I wasn't very graceful. I met my friend J at the top of the last hill as he was there cheering on every runner. He was waiting with a bottle of electrolyte water for me to put in my bottle and I had my 2nd gel. It looks like an ad for GU in the picture! I love the gels in the cold because you can almost chew them.
Then came the last grueling hill. The hill that everybody gets warned about. The same hill my father repeatedly warned me about. I ran up the bottom bit but walked the rest. Even walking it was tiring. There was no way at 25km I was going to race up that killer hill. It got me... the hill got me good. The last 4 kms were flat all the way. I really wanted to stop running, scratch that, my legs really wanted to stop running! My cardio has always been my advantage. This is the point where I go into my daze phase. I turn into a zombie. One foot in front of the other. Just go, just go, just go. I was afraid if I stopped I wouldn't get moving again. It was 4km of flat open road. The sun was blaring in our faces and the weather had really warmed up since 3.5hours ago. It was dizzying. I felt hydrated enough but had no desire to sip anything. I just wanted to get there. And got there I did, happily. When I ran down that ramp and turned the corner to see the funnel into the centre of the stadium I was filled with giddiness. At this point, it was all worth it!
|I'm stretching. (not barfing into the seat)|
I have one last picture to show because I'm so damn stinking proud! My 3hour CGM graph. I realize hovering around 8 mmol/l (144 mg/dl) is not exactly ideal. But when it reflects the past 3 straight hours of running while managing temp basal rates and gel consumption? Dude, it's like magic!! I said, "bow down to the CGM god!"
|BITE ME DIABETES!|
And a giant THANK YOU to my friend J. Personal support bunny and friend. Always willing to jump in and help me out. I need to return the favour one day. You don't realize (well I don't) how important it is to have a friendly support person at the beginning and the end. It makes a great deal of a difference. Not to mention all the awesome photos I get to keep as reminders. I've never had so many cool photos before. It's awesome.