Here it comes, my side of this history!
It was a hectic morning. Peter went to a bachelors party, his friend stayed over in our apartment. They got up at 6:30 am and unfortunately I woke up also (but I wated to sleep!!!!) They left and I tried to sleep more, but then Maya woke up at 7:30 am.
So there I was all morning, taking care of my little Maya who just wanted all my attention.
At 12:00 I started to get ready: fix the chip, the start number. And Maya wanted to take everything I had in my hands. She wanted the chip, my earings, my startnumber. I was tired already...I wanted to sleep at least 10 min!
At 13:00 arrived Mayas grandfather to take care of her. So I took the buss to Stadion and arrived at 13:15. I went to the bathroom and the line was extremely long. Finally it was my turn just about 10 min before 14:00.
The Startline:
I wanted to run on 4:00 hours, or 3:59 to be more exact. I knew I had not trained enough for it, but still I had that dream. I planned to run with a peace keeper- fathållare- for4:00.
But once there, I realized the peace-keeper wass too far away from me. So I started to run on my own. I felt really, really good. I felt light and strong. I realized that I was running faster than I should, and I thought: - I should slow down-. But it just felt so good, so I kept the speed.
After 10 Km I was feeling great. After 21 Km I was still very good. In Km 26 I started to get tired. In Km 30 I was exhausted, suddenly all runners started to pass me, and I did not have the energy to speed up. I met Kent, he looked so strong and fresh! We ran a few meters together and talked a little about his ankle. He said he had some pain, but he looked just great. I couldn´t keep his pace so he continued, we said bye and wished good luck!.
I had agreed with a friend of mine that she would wait for me in Km 35 and I would give her my belt with water. It was nice to see her, that belt felt extremely heavy at that point.
After 36 Km my thoughts were more less like this:
Why do I do this? Why do I want to suffer? Will I run next year again? I already paid for next year. Why? I am so tired! It was stupid to start so fast. Why, why, why?
I need to stop a little.
No I can´t stop.
I need to rest.
No, I have to keep running.
Ok, I stop for a moment. 5 seconds, 1,2,3,4,5 run again.
Shit I am so tired! 8 km left!
38 Km - I need to go to the bathroom!! I don´t want to, I´ll loose minutes...I have to go. Ok.
40 Km - I should run fast now, it is only 2km left. But I can´t. I keep running slow. Can´t run faster.
41 Km- A little bit faster, I am happy, I see some friends. But I can´t really run faster than this. No energy left.
In Stadion: the end line, they say my name: "Mylay Hernandez, member of Team Stockholm Marathon. Running her second marathon this year". I get happy about that. I cross the finish line and feel so, so, so happy. I almost want to cry.
Happy because I made it and happy because it is over, I am exhausted.
I stay some minutes in Stadion and stretch. I want to enjoy the atmosphere, see the public, see the other runners coming to the end line.
It was a great experience, and I learned a lot. First of all, not to run too fast. Because you pay for it sooner or later. I have already signed in for next year.
So that´s my story. Not much about my knee because actually it was pretty good. I guess the medicin worked. Even today I feel ok in the knees.
So guys, what´s the next challenge?? :)
It was a hectic morning. Peter went to a bachelors party, his friend stayed over in our apartment. They got up at 6:30 am and unfortunately I woke up also (but I wated to sleep!!!!) They left and I tried to sleep more, but then Maya woke up at 7:30 am.
So there I was all morning, taking care of my little Maya who just wanted all my attention.
At 12:00 I started to get ready: fix the chip, the start number. And Maya wanted to take everything I had in my hands. She wanted the chip, my earings, my startnumber. I was tired already...I wanted to sleep at least 10 min!
At 13:00 arrived Mayas grandfather to take care of her. So I took the buss to Stadion and arrived at 13:15. I went to the bathroom and the line was extremely long. Finally it was my turn just about 10 min before 14:00.
The Startline:
I wanted to run on 4:00 hours, or 3:59 to be more exact. I knew I had not trained enough for it, but still I had that dream. I planned to run with a peace keeper- fathållare- for4:00.
But once there, I realized the peace-keeper wass too far away from me. So I started to run on my own. I felt really, really good. I felt light and strong. I realized that I was running faster than I should, and I thought: - I should slow down-. But it just felt so good, so I kept the speed.
After 10 Km I was feeling great. After 21 Km I was still very good. In Km 26 I started to get tired. In Km 30 I was exhausted, suddenly all runners started to pass me, and I did not have the energy to speed up. I met Kent, he looked so strong and fresh! We ran a few meters together and talked a little about his ankle. He said he had some pain, but he looked just great. I couldn´t keep his pace so he continued, we said bye and wished good luck!.
I had agreed with a friend of mine that she would wait for me in Km 35 and I would give her my belt with water. It was nice to see her, that belt felt extremely heavy at that point.
After 36 Km my thoughts were more less like this:
Why do I do this? Why do I want to suffer? Will I run next year again? I already paid for next year. Why? I am so tired! It was stupid to start so fast. Why, why, why?
I need to stop a little.
No I can´t stop.
I need to rest.
No, I have to keep running.
Ok, I stop for a moment. 5 seconds, 1,2,3,4,5 run again.
Shit I am so tired! 8 km left!
38 Km - I need to go to the bathroom!! I don´t want to, I´ll loose minutes...I have to go. Ok.
40 Km - I should run fast now, it is only 2km left. But I can´t. I keep running slow. Can´t run faster.
41 Km- A little bit faster, I am happy, I see some friends. But I can´t really run faster than this. No energy left.
In Stadion: the end line, they say my name: "Mylay Hernandez, member of Team Stockholm Marathon. Running her second marathon this year". I get happy about that. I cross the finish line and feel so, so, so happy. I almost want to cry.
Happy because I made it and happy because it is over, I am exhausted.
I stay some minutes in Stadion and stretch. I want to enjoy the atmosphere, see the public, see the other runners coming to the end line.
It was a great experience, and I learned a lot. First of all, not to run too fast. Because you pay for it sooner or later. I have already signed in for next year.
So that´s my story. Not much about my knee because actually it was pretty good. I guess the medicin worked. Even today I feel ok in the knees.
So guys, what´s the next challenge?? :)
My biggest congratulation to you UltraMylay, you did it real great. In the long time perspective I guess this experience will help you to get even stronger and more tactical in the fture. As I have finally understood (it took me 20years), all that you loose in time first 10km in slower tempo you will get back in the end. So just celebrate this moment, it's not every year you will reach personal record... :-)
SvaraRaderaNow we must set up new plans, in Sep-Oct we have a lot of nice opportunities as Växjö, Oslo, Palma de M, Åland etc.....
Mr L./.
Yes, let´s set up new goals! :)
SvaraRaderathank you my ultra-friends!! I am very proud of you and of myself.