On December 8, 2019 I ran my eigth California International Marathon. My
training was totally unstructured and weeekly mileage was super low.
I knew it was going to be ugly and it was. I set a goal of
sub 3:40. Started between the 3:40 and 3:35 pace group.
Race was all good just lurking behind the 3:35 pace group.
Miles clicked by. Then I had to stop at a porta potty.
I was in there for a full minute. Never saw the 3:35 sign
again. After a long while I kept hearing cheering behind me. Tim
Twietmeyer was leading the 3:40 and people would cheer for him.
They were a large and loud group. He would speak in a distinctive voice
and share encouragement and narrate the course the whole time. He
is a good pace group leader. I tried to stay ahead of them and
was with them for a few miles. Relaxed some more in my pace
because it was getting uncomfortable. With less than 5k to go, the 3:45 pace group silently passes me by as I
jog it in. My lack of training was really showing
in a big way. As I struggled the 3:50 pace group passes by.
I can barely look up and give them any thought. I was glad
to still be moving and at least I was not walking. I focused on
anyone walking and was just trying to pass walkers. Hah, so lame,
right? This was my second slowest CIM marathon ever!
the last turns near the finish I hear my name and look up to see Lisa!
I perk up raise my hands in celebration, happiness overcomes
my discomfort. I look ahead and see guys sprinting, I try to catch
one and cannot. I laugh at myself and my poor
performance. Glad that's over, but it was a great day!