The first marathon I ever ran was in MN, which is also where I live, so a natural conclusion I guess. The question at the time was more like marathon or not, as opposed to "which marathon?" In my world at the, there were three marathons in existence. Twin Cities, Grandma's and Chicago. Side note: at present time, I've run all three. I had previously done the Twin Cities 10 mile and signed up for TCM because it seemed like the 'logical' next step. I actually signed up for and ran it before I ever ran a half, which is to say, I had no idea what I was getting into.
I also got injured (painful to even walk stress fracture, yes it was a doozy) that spring which brought running to a full stop period, let alone marathon training. It was late June (to the October marathon), when I was first allowed to run again, 5 min intervals, with 5 minute walk breaks (and I could barely actually run the full 5 mins anyway). So, even though I had signed up much earlier, I was on the fence about whether or not I would try. It was a chance conversation in mid-July with someone who was also signed up for TCM, that convinced me to make the effort. It wasn't really that monumental of a conversation, he just talked about his training, and made me realize "mortals do this". My mantra was: I paid for this, I should at least show up to the starting line.
I wrote out a training plan that was similar to the 10 mile plan I had followed, but with more miles... as it turns out, it's not quite the same. I did not anticipate whatsoever how my legs would feel after my first 15 mile run. (Death, they felt like DEATH!) That's when I actually read a thing or two and learned about cut back weeks and tapering... at which point I wasn't really on track, but I salvaged what I could and re-hashed my plan. I also bought a book about marathons and skimmed, while mostly saying things like "oh gawd", "oh yup, didn't do that", and "well, that's out".
When it came time to do the 20 miler, it was also the day of my birthday. I had mapped out a route that encircled all four minneapolis lakes. A really cool path by the way! By mile 17 or 18 (I didn't have a garmin in those days), I was basically just walking and not well. So when I saw the Nokomis beach front (mile 19.5), I decided it was time to be done. I took off my shoes and waded in the water, and wallowed. When I calculated my pace, I had averaged 14 min/ mile, which was shy of the 13:44/min cut off time required for the TCM. I figured it was probably a lost cause, but I maintained that I would show up to the start line.
Before the race, I admitted my concerns to a fellow runner and TCMer, to which he said "don't worry about, on race day you'll feel great!" Now, this was a person who ran a 6 min/mile pace, so I met this encouragement with some skepticism, but I also figured he might have a point.
And you know what, I guess he did, because I did do it and I not only made the cut off time but had 18 mins to spare.
I wrote my original recap here: TCM Recap 2011
and I came back the following year and shaved 41 mins off of my original time: TCM Recap 2012
.. and thus began the obsession.
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