Monday, November 8, 2010

Blisters, half marathons, and amateur doctors

This will be long! Beware!
This weekend I decided to run a half marathon. It was a womens half marathon benefitting Susan G. Komen for the cure. It wasn't really that big of a deal because I had zero expectations for it. I knew I would finish and I didn't really care about my time because I hadn't prepared for it at all. In fact the last time I even ran anything was a 5k in Provo last summer. Yep, it's bad.
Well I guess I should take back the zero expectations.. when we got down there and we were ready to start, I decided that I really wanted to finish before 3 hours. Now for all you runners out there, you probably think that is terrible, but i'm an amateur with absolutely NO training, so give me a break! :) Haha.
So the race begins and i'm pumped! I was so ready for this.. haha well my mind was ready, my body was not. The first 2 miles I was running with the 2.5 hour pace leader lady. That went well... until I slowed down. For the next 5 ish miles I was right in front of the 2:45 hour pace leader lady. Then I slowed down some more... right after mile 9 I could feel a blister coming on the sole of my foot. (I hate blisters, I might just add... I usually don't get them... but when I do, they are super blisters! It brought back memories from the first time I went to Havasupai... and that was no bueno) At mile 10 I was running with the 3:00 hour man, but right after the water/sunscreen stop I stopped and put a tube sock ( we were wearing them on our arms at the beginning because it was hecka cold when we started) on my foot for extra protection... my whimpy little ankle sock was just not doing the trick. But after this I could barely run.. well shuffle. My feet hurt so bad! But, I couldn't stop, I still had 3 miles to go! So for the next mile I was walk/shuffling.. but mostly walking. Not too long after mile 11 I took my shoe off altogether and walked in my sock. A lady came running up to me telling me to put a "blister bandaid" aka moleskin on my foot. I did so.. but I still could barely walk. About 200 steps later, I put the other sock on my foot and took my shoe off. I waddled the last 2 and a half miles... I was walking on the outsides of my feet.. and it KILLED and I looked like a freak! By the end I could barely put one foot in fronf of the other. Pain was the name of the game. I finally waddled past the finish line at 3 hours and 20 minutes.(Many people were taking pictuers of the "no shoes" girl, I heard many comments as I was finishing and apparently it was a topic of covnersation to many people after I finished) It was actually really fun! I'm glad I did it! But I was really disappointed because I could have finished so much faster.... but oh well... I guess I'll just have to do it again with better shoes!
When I got home I took my socks off and inspected my feet. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 BLISTERS! It was nasty! Apparetly wearing super old shoes that might have had some sand in them from Havasupai this summer was a bad idea... I wore many holes in them throughout the race... but it was a great adventure! :)
Later that night, after the fireside (once I was back in Thatcher), everyone wanted to know why I was walking so funny.. I hadn't told anyone I was running this because I didn't want to see everyone's fact turn to absolute shock while hearing the words, "have you trained for this?" Then watch them say to themself she's an idiot! haha. So I just kept it to myself... so I had to explain to them all that I ran the thing and a brief explanation of what happend (Which was even briefer than this one). But they all wanted to see them... So when I revealed the 8 little wonders on the bottom of my feet everyone was FREAKING out! Pretty soon I had many people pretending to be doctors, telling me what to do.
Cody got a needle, we attempted to sterlize it with a match and he dejuiced 2 of them... one of the ones he did was pretty much a second toe. And I tell no lies.. it was the size of my toe and looked like a slightly bigger than normal jelly bean. It was awesome. I still have the 2 ginormous ones on the soles of my feet though... but there is lots of moleskin on them!
The only problem with all of this is: I can't walk. I still need to walk on the outsides of my feet.. But I can only do that for so long (like to the parking lot of the AP building) before they hurt terribly. Plus, today i'm do dang sore! Mostly just when I sit down or get up, it would probably hurt more when I walk.. but i've been walking slower than molasses... And the bottom of my feet hurt worse, so it makes the soreness not as bad. Haha. But I can deal with pain, no problem. It's the walking funny I do not like. For one, I look like a freak.. and to make it worse I don't even have a good story! It's a whimpy story! Haha! "What's wrong?" "Oh, I just have 8 blisters on the bottom of my feet" And two, I don't like it when people feel bad for me. I just wish I was normal. (But I did get many offers for rides when I was walking to class. I even accepted on one of them... Thanks Arielle! I really do love the people in my life!)
Haha. But I'm just glad I still have 2 feet, I can walk, I have a healthy body, and my body can heal itself! I really am so blessed!


Waddling through the finish line.. shoes in hands I was given the nickname savage, awesome.





This is one of the smallest ones...

2 comments:

Zoe Brimhall said...

you can always make up a less whimpy story. say a lobster ripped off one of your toes or something.

arielle :] said...

hannah gunderson. you're my hero! i would never even attempt at a half marathon like that. you're insane and i absolutely love you to pieces. :]