Before B & A Marathon 2010 I was a mommy of two.
I was training hard to achieve my goal of going sub 3:30 in the marathon. It was not easy. I had to do most of my training on the treadmill, but I was more than determined to realize my dreams.
I was training for National Marathon but as fate would have it I got offered a job with the race as the Director of Volunteers and had to change my race plans. With little to no time to find another marathon I discovered a small marathon not far from my home. It was sold out.
I wrote and begged the race director to let me in. I explained my situation – I tried to drop that I was a Saucony athlete – anything to get me in the race. She didn’t go for it. I kept bothering her in hopes that she would get sick of me and let me in. Nothing.
I started to feel bad at how much I was begging the race director. I decided that maybe this wasn’t my season for a marathon. Maybe I was supposed to put this dream on the backburner for another dream of working for a large marathon.
I almost gave up but decided to give it one last ditch effort. I wrote her again.
She wrote back and said that a woman had just written her and was unable to run the race. She was down on her luck and REALLY needed the money she had spent on the race entry. This race does not give refunds but for some reason I’ll never know the race director said it was okay for me to pay this woman for her entry to the race.
I was elated and asked if she could switch the entry into my name. She remarked that she was very busy and that she would try to get to it but that she might have to do it race day.
I was scared but I wrote her back and said – I’m going to try to WIN this race so I really need the entry in my name. She agreed.
When I said that I wanted to WIN – I said it because I wanted the entry to be in my name – I had NO idea that winning a marathon would ever be a possibility in my life.
Fast forward to a couple of days before the race and I am chatting with Eric [hubby]. He jokes that IF I run under 3:30 we can have a 3rd baby. I LAUGH.
Who says I want a third baby?
Post race he admits he NEVER thought there was any way I would go under 3:30 in the marathon – so he said that statement thinking that a 3rd baby would never happen.
Fast forward to race day.
The race was an out and back with early starters. The half marathon taking off at the same time as the marathon. It was very hard to know what place you were in. Late in the race I thought I could possibly be the top female and started to ask volunteers at aid stations if there were any girls ahead of me. Every single volunteer said YES in an apoligetic voice.
What I would later find out was that every woman ahead of me had started an hour before me. I was in first.
I would only know I was in first place for 15 seconds of the entire marathon. When I looked toward the finish line and saw them raising a banner for me to break – I broke. I started to cry.
I finished and looked at my watch in unbelief and sobbed. A woman I did not know, but who I will never forget, hugged me.
Not only did I win the marathon [my first win of any kind], but I went under 3:30 by myself. I had no one cheering me on. I knew no one at the race. I finished and there was no one there to greet me or tell me great job. I loved it. For a couple of minutes I was the only person in the world who knew my time. It was a little secret I held on to.
When they announced the award for first female the race director giggled and smiled as she handed me my award. Who says their goal is to win a marathon and then literally wins the marathon? It was surreal. Even to this day I can not believe it happened.
The win and my PR is not what makes this race so special.
A couple of weeks post marathon I wasn’t recovering like I felt like I should.
I was tired. I was sore. I was very unmotivated.
I decided to take a pregnancy test to rule out the fact that I was insane.
What I saw was something I did not expect.
It was positive.
I couldn’t believe it.
When I plugged in all the pertinent information into the due date calculator online a date jumped out at me.
Date of implantation: [This is the day that the fertilized egg made it’s way up – not the same thing is conception – I was busy running a marathon – wink wink]
March 7th, 2010
I ran the fastest marathon of my life on the same day that my 3rd baby was making his way into my life and I didn’t even know it.
Colton River Beal is my marathon trophy. He is a blessing. I could not imagine my life with out him and know that EVERY SINGLE DAY my life is better because he is in it.
God’s plans for my life are ALWAYS better than mine.
If you want to read my race recap from 2010 CLICK HERE.