So, we did it — the Edinburgh Marathon has been conquered!
As I mentioned here, my training was poor and I’m ashamed to admit my longest training run was 12 miles, but I was determined to do this thing. I wanted to cross that marathon off of my list of things to do for the year I turn 30 and I succeeded in that.
Did I meet the original time goal that I set for myself when we signed up? No.
Did I beat my previous marathon time (when I had properly trained)? Yes, and by quite a lot!
Will I ever run another marathon again? Definitely not. At mile 16, my knees reminded me that they weren’t made for distances much further than a half marathon. But, as I said to the Brit, I’m more than happy to be his cheerleader if he should choose to do another!
Am I disappointed? Not really. Mostly I’m really happy — I did this for me and to prove to myself that I could do another. And that is exactly what I did.
The Brit, because he is one of the most determined people that I know, as I suspected, smashed his marathon goal time. I mean SMASHED it! I am so unbelievably proud of him! He was a bit nervous in the morning as we said goodbye and headed off into our separate starting corrals, but I knew he was going to get the time he wanted.
The best part of running the same marathon as your fiancé? He realizes what an amazing accomplishment it is to complete those 26.2 miles and he plants a big kiss on you when you find each other at the finish! I didn’t even get to say anything to him before he grabbed me and laid one on me. That? Oh, it’s definitely one of the best feelings in the world.