I can’t even begin to tell you how disappointed I am that the St. Jude Memphis Marathon didn’t happen. It’s bitter sweet- after hundreds of miles of training, hours of foam rolling and icing, weeks and weeks of planning and sacrificing to make time for long runs, and then in one tiny second, the cancellation notice flashed across my iPhone. If it weren’t for my supportive husband and the friends we were with, many, many more tears would have flown. Luckily, we were in a public place. But on the other hand, thousands in Memphis lost power, the temperature was just too cold, the finish line had transformed into a skating rink, and icy sidewalks would make putting on a large-scale race a dangerous idea for the countless volunteers, support aid, and fans that would dedicate several hours of their time on Saturday morning. I know running in sub-20 degree weather would be tough, but standing around volunteering, would be even tougher! There are also all of the medical personnel that were supposed to help with the race, but with Memphis locals without power, it just wouldn’t be right to ask them to step away from REAL need, in order to help a few thousand people simply run a foot race. The CEO of St. Jude, Rick Shadyac gave in detail, a very classy explanation for why the event was inevitably called off, you can view that video HERE. I have so much respect for Mr. Shadyac, as sad, angry, and disappointed as I am, he made the right call. St. Jude organizers are offering runners with so many options, that’s it’s hard to be too frustrated with them. Details are on the website, but I was definitely impressed with the way everything was handled.
I wanted to thank everyone who was so quick to comfort me in the wake of such a major buzzkill. Who knew that many people were even keeping up with my marathoner-wanna-be-journey! It meant the world to have so many people simply say, “we’re so sorry! we know how hard you worked!”, because as much as it sucks to not get to run the race you planned on, it sucks even more thinking all of your training was for nothing! Friends, family, blog readers, you guys are awesome 🙂
But, everything happens for a reason, and things always work out the way they’re supposed to. Whether you like it or not. Maybe the marathon being cancelled was God’s way of saying, Sarah, you’re not quite ready, you need to rest your legs and that tender ankle a bit longer. Maybe it was God’s way of saying, do you really want to freeze your butt off for 26.2 miles, and be miserable every step of the way? Maybe it was God’s way of saying, I know you’re a planner and hate having your plans wrecked so BAM, here’s a wrench, now figure it out, grow a little, and deal with it. Who knows, either way, it didn’t work out, I can’t control the weather, I can’t change the circumstances, I can’t change the decision, but I can carry on and look forward to my replacement marathon. Which brings me to…
The inaugural 3 Bridges Marathon in Little Rock, on December 28th. Not even 10 minutes after I found out St. Jude was cancelled, I squeaked into registration for this brand new marathon in town! It’s filled up a couple of times already, but they’ve slowly been opening more and more spots. Maybe St. Jude being cancelled won’t turn out to be the worst thing in the world, because now my first marathon will be run along a route that my legs have seen, and quite often at that! Fingers crossed for no epic ice storms, and fingers crossed these next 3 weeks of re-training and re-tapering go smoothly!
If you’re still confused and thinking, “so why was the marathon cancelled?” You probably live on the opposite side of the country and have been living under a rock the past week. A little storm named Cleon decided to make an appearance. Here she be…
Not only was St. Jude cancelled, so was the Dallas PCS Marathon. The DFW area got slammed with ice and power outages, I think my in-laws are probably still trying to dig out! See, living in the south may not seem like a common place for winter weather, but instead of getting feet of snow every year, we get to deal with ICE, which in my opinion, is typically worse.
On the bright side of things, we did get to spend some extra time with one of our favorite couples, and I did get to go to the expo the day before!
Andy and Becca were so sweet to entertain us all weekend and let us crash at their cute little Memphis home!
The expo was obviously dead, not nearly as many runners as would typically be there mid-afternoon the day before a big race. Outside though, it was COLDER than COLD, the trees had already all frozen over, and the freezing rain and sleet was still coming down. My #1 fan, aka husband, drove me down to the expo and wandered around it with me for a couple hours, trying to help me stay positive 🙂 At this point the race was still on, but there was an obvious unspoken elephant in the room at the expo.
#3949. Whomp whomp.
On race morning, I layered up, and went outside to run part of the course. Where we were staying was located just a few blocks from Overton Park, so I headed over and tried not to curse at every frozen tree. A girl needs a therapy run sometimes, ok? Not going to lie, my face was almost frozen when I got back inside, “feels like 8” should really say “feels like it’s too freaking cold to live”.
I passed several runners, and could see in each of their faces the disappointment. Such a bummer, but I know St. Jude still receives the money that was fundraised, and that’s really what this race was about. I really was looking forward the most to running through the St. Jude campus, maybe next year I’ll get to 🙂
When we got back to Little Rock, after a slow and steady drive down I40, we were greeted with icy roads, deceivingly snow covered but icy yards, and Miss Truckee who was ecstatic to get to run around in all of it!
She ran laps and laps around our yard, and even slid down the hill a few times. I took several pictures, never fear, and I can’t wait to look at them all!
Saturday night Adam carefully drove me to the gym so I could squeeze in a few more miles, since I’m having to now re-train and taper. I did 7 more, making that 10 total for Saturday. Not exactly the marathon I planned on, but such is life.
I wore my socks and gloves I bought at the expo, since I didn’t get to wear them to the MARATHON! UGH. The socks are the Swiftwick Pursuit, and the gloves are from Saucony! My right ankle has been bothering me a lot lately, so I finally thought maybe it was my new shoes. Sure enough, when I switched back to my old shoes the pain went away. The trade off? My feet hurt again. I. Can’t. Win.
Tonight I went to the gym and ran a half marathon. On the treadmill. 13.1 on a treadmill. Bor-ing. But, I NEED to get those miles in!! I’d like to think since I did 10 yesterday and 13.1 today, that’s like 23.1 in one day, right? I wish. I wanted so badly to do 15-16 tonight, but I just couldn’t. My legs were tired from yesterday, and my feet hurt, and my mind game was a struggle the entire time.
It’s okay. This next week is a new week of training, and with one more lonnnng run next Saturday, I should be back to where I need to be. Lord willing my feet and ankle hold up! Whoever said training for a marathon was tough on your body was right!
Have you ever had a race cancelled? Were you planning on running Dallas or St. Jude?