Welcome 2013!

and with that welcome, tic roc.... time is up! get up and go run your first Goofy, First Full Marathon ever! Half went good, kept it under 2 hours (slightly) 1:59:32! Sunday came, not much nerves (which surprised me) a little worried about the weather, but what one can do with the weather, she always does as she pleases! Ran with Tom the first 14+ miles, and oh man, being in the back... way in the back.... was a little painful, first we started at 6:10 not at 5:35 (as the A corral started) leaving us with a crowd... that, well... it just really looked like we were part of a parade; I get that sign of a cheering person saying : "ugliest parade ever!" it was ugly! from walkers, to runner/walkers that would just suddenly stop in front of ya'! yikes! the sun was out, the humidity rose like no other day, not one day of training felt like this was a day to remember. I decided to leave Tom behind... I know he understood, that it was or I go, or I stay with you, but in the process I might hurts you! it was one's life or the other's. I left him close to mile 15, i couldn't take it anymore, I kept saying i feel hot, i'm sweating like there's no tomorrow, my right shin hurts, where's the medical tent! should I stop? all those ugly thoughts went through my head, and I am so thankful I shook him like a dog, and left it at the medical tent at mile 15 where I biofreeze any bad thought! Tell you what, going through the ESPN was not as fun as I pictured, Mile 20 was a disappointment, maybe not, but by that time, it was soooo hot, nothing could made me wow at that point; my shoes were soaked! soaked! i started contemplating at mile 22 to take off the shoes and go barefoot, i was loosing it! those ramps to go to the studios, ugh! brutal! and I was so optimistic that the overpasses from the half were gone! make no mistake the overpasses on the half, are nothing! mile 23, mile 24... finally I made it to the Boardwalk! were the Three Little Pig Challenge awaited... great stop to grab a huge medal and BACON! then I knew I was just 2 miles and change away from completing my goal, I was a survivor! I saw Miriam and Pam at mile 25ish where I gave them my pig medal and bacon. I entered Epcot through some country that I vaguely can recall, I think it was England... not loving those "little" inclinations, loving seeing people in the park cheering on.... then I knew I was almost there. When I passed the Choir singing "God is Great!" I didn't even cry, I had the biggest smile. I had it in me, I could run harder,I was getting so close to see my honey and Sebastian and Sarah! saw them, and my eyes teared up; then I had to shake it off! and go strong! and I did! I finished! I crossed that mat! 26.2 (well.. close to 27 miles with all the weaving) done! in 4:39:30 Got my first Mickey very special medal, and went straight to get my Goofy medal, and receiving it from two very special people Lenore and Eric, right there with Lenore I lost it, I cried! she cried! what and amazing indescribable feeling, no, I can never explain it! yes, you have to do it!