Yesterday I successfully completed my first marathon in my home city of Indianapolis. Running the Indianapolis Monumental Marathon was both highly educating and a huge thrill. Being my first I wasn't sure what to expect from my body post 20 miles, and now understand the full meaning of hitting ones personal wall. My legs at mile 23 felt like stone and I had to stop and stretch several times. The adrenaline hit at mile 25 and carried me home. Yes I wept as I crossed the line and was overwhelmed at what I had finally accomplished.
Now I need to heal, my goal is to do a very short run at some point this week and a medium or light long run next Saturday. I have a lot of work on my path and yesterday gave me an idea of what I can do and what needs to still happen. And not to be weird... but the time on the screen shot being '2:24'. I saw that number a lot yesterday.
Ryan (That's me)
Runner, writer, and a survivor. It's all about living the life you want and helping each other along the way.