It's official...my mom and I can put a 26.2 sticker on our cars! We finished our marathon in 7 hours and 12 minutes. We kept a steady pace and finished! For the most part it was pretty straight forward and easy to complete. But then there were the growing blisters on the bottom of my feet. Around mile 14 I realized I was getting blisters on the bottom of my feet and it was starting to get a little painful. At mile 16, we paused, switched socks and I put a baggie in my shoe to try and minimize the friction. At mile 20, our race director (aka dad) had gone to get moleskin and affixed it to the bottoms of my feet. The blisters on the bottom of my feet were so bad, they told me not to look at them till I was done. I also had blisters around my heels but we decided not to put mole skin on them because given where they were it might make it worse. At mile 22, one of the blisters that did not get mole skin popped, and it hurt so much I might have screamed a little bit, maybe. But, I kept putting one foot in front of the other, and moved through it. Our race director surprised us with some motivation at mile 23 by getting on his megaphone and encouraging us to walk faster. By mile 25 we were so close to home we jogged the last half mile because it hurt less than walking on my feet. AND at mile 26.2, my favorite words from the RunKeeper app was spoken "Workout Complete". We did it!
It was so much fun to do this walk and not near as boring or hard as either of us were expecting. Yes, it was hard, but what made it hard was the blisters. I trained for 15 weeks, learned how to care for my feet, and did everything I was supposed to do the day of the marathon. I wore the same socks and shoes I had worn on my long walks without incident. I didn't change my gait or pace. And yet, I still got these massive, painful blisters. It reminded me that no matter how well I plan or lay out what I want in life, I am still not in control. I can train, take precautions, and still things are not always going to go the way I want. And yet, I have to put one foot in front of the other and keep going. Lately I have been feeling like I am never going to finish my dissertation. I feel like I'm at mile 22 and a blister has popped and I want to quit. I know I have to keep moving and that if I do so I can finish jogging. But, right now it really hurts and I'm not quite sure how I'm going to finish it, but I know my mom can't carry me so I've got to keep going one step at a time as fast as I am able.
I am still in a little state of disbelief that I actually completed a marathon, but I did! We did! And I am so grateful to have had the health and ability to do so and even more grateful to have done it with my mom! I'm hoping after the next two months I can say the same about my dissertation.