Turks and Caicos marathon to half😊
I cannot believe it has been nearly a month since I was in
paradise and I haven’t written about my experience- I really want to remember
as much as I can!
Race morning- race started at 5, the bus was supposed to
come at 4 that would pick up at the place I was staying and take to race start
Ummmm, so, when do you even
wake up when you need to leave your room by 3:50?
I think I may have woken up in the 2:00 hour!
So strange, but I strangely appreciated this
early race time because when I have taken these trips on my own, I like to be
back at the end of the day by dark since I’m trying to be as safe as possible
while traveling alone.
So, it is nice to
have a few days of living by the light of the earth and slowing down when the
earth goes dark for nighttime!
getting up in the 2:00 hour easier!!
I was worried I’d be the only one standing around waiting
for the bus to race, but I got down a minute or two before 4:00 (I knew the bus
wouldn’t be there until after because we were the last stop).
There were probably already 10 people… 10
characters, haha! Down there waiting!
was a definite learning experience for me into the world of the
inter-continental running club!
them had matching jerseys/singlets on and I quickly learned they all had
documented finish times for marathons in all sorts of countries.
I think some guy was over 100 countries.
I am thinking, ummmm, of course he is
retired, but that is a lot of MONEY to get to all these places!!
Anyway, it was interesting.
I felt like I was a total newbie
And, in the back of my mind, I
definitely knew I wasn’t “all in” to this race.
I was unsure if I’d be able to do the marathon with my
limited last 5-6 weeks (lack of) training because of my hip. However,
I still wanted to see what was possible and
enjoy the experience.
We were waiting for the bus and a few of the people decided
they were going to walk to the race start.
A guy mentioned he wasn’t going to since the bus knew there were those
of us waiting at this stop, and he’d be making the way and not able to find us.
I agreed with that and so I waited also, just
to be polite, even though of course I’m itching to get to race site and have a
few tries at the port a pot to try to make sure I’m all EMPTY before race!
So, we wait.
We wait until probably 4:20 and no bus, so we start walking.
As we are walking down the road, a minivan
pulls over to us and lets us know that he can bring us.
We realized then it was a good thing that not
everyone had waited, because it was no bus, it was a minivan, so definitely
We continued to walk
and got to race site at approximately 4:35.
This is so new to me – arriving at race site with only a little over 20
minutes to go!
I would have been
freaking out if I had big goals for this event! I hit a port a pot, there is no
lock on the door, so that is odd, but workable.
Also, there are like 30 people at the race site.
Hmmm, not sure where everyone is???
I’m starting to get worried this may be a
I asked a woman at a
table if I could leave my backpack there during race as
I was super concerned about this issue. I
wasn’t intending on going back to the room I was staying after the race because
it was in the opposite direction of where I was hoping to walk to for the
My focus was really on BEACH TIME!
Luckily, she said she’d keep an eye on my bag
for me and I could keep it there!
my swimsuit, water for the day, food for the day, etc.
So, I try to get into port a pot one more time, no success
really, and I am thinking, this race is going to be on “carribean time” I just
know it… but I was on my way back to start line and realize, they are lining
up, someone is talking to those at the start line, and I boogey over and
someone says, “ready, go”!
missed the start!
Then I realized:
there were probably only about 50
And that was for both ½ and full marathon.
I had no idea who was doing what.
(I had no idea what I was really doing either
since I just had to see).
Anyway, so I began and felt fine fitness wise.
First 4 miles, it was pitch black but luckily
there were lights on the roads we were running on at that point that really
kept it visible.
I had decided to not
wear my lights because people had convinced me they weren’t going to, and that
I really didn’t need to.
If I was going
to do the full marathon, the last thing I wanted was lights dangling around my
body, being excess.
(for this race, I
was already carrying excess: in terms of WEIGHT since I hadn’t been running…
5-6 lbs makes a huge difference and I wasn’t committed to complete perfect
eating around holidays.
Also, I was
carrying my phone in a ziplock baggy because I was too nervous to leave the
phone with my backpack in case it got stolen.
And a credit card.
And of course
water and gels.
So anyway, I was like my
own Sherpa which I didn’t love so I went with no lights).
The first mile I had the first experience of barely seeing
the person in front of me, but could at least see in the dark enough to him
that I saw he went way off the side of the road and I realized he was veering
off to the side of a road covered in flooded rainwater!
This happened a few times through the race!
We got to mile 3 where there was supposed to be a bathroom, but
it wasn’t there that I could see.
still ok but kind of wanted to go because I knew the morning had been kind of
rushed and quick and I didn’t know when I’d have a chance again until maybe I
got back to that spot and they put it out.
Anyway, I was fine so kept going.
Went around a corner and ROAD LIGHTS did not exist anymore.
It was DARK.
I should never have trusted someone
else with telling me what to do.
should have brought lights.
NO lights at
all, and I’m losing sight of the guy in front of me.
Luckily, I was so thankful for the volunteers
that were at turns.
I kept thanking
them, inside thinking that I better be plenty appreciative so that they
REMAINED THERE on the way back so I knew where to turn since there was such a
sparse amount of runners.
I get to mile
5 and….. immediately…… GI system starts freaking SPINNING and piercing me with
pain and I know I have to find a way to go to the bathroom.
Sorry to say, but the runners were sparse and
I honestly dodged behind some very short little palm tree that wasn’t really
tree it was like a palm bush?? I don’t know, but… I did and it was like 25
seconds and I’m off again.
embarrassing, but I was kind of proud of my efficiency.
It was definitely starting to feel like a
really humid morning.
But, I’m happy
thinking, ohhhhh it is going to be so lovely and hot during the rest of the day
on the beach!
We go through this dark
housing development street and there is something I spot in the middle of the
Honestly, I think it is like a
dinosaur/dragon/relic from the past that is out to get me. It was weird the way
it was so still and the shadow was laying on the ground, but it was like a dog
shape almost, and the “body” curled upward very smooth and almost like it had a
beak in the front. I just keep running thinking, this cannot be, I must be
hallucinating, I think I’m with like ancient reptiles now, come on Sharon.
So, I veer as far to edge of road as I can
and keep my eyes to the right to watch for sudden movement.
I get right parallel with it and see that it is this huge like “palm
frond” that has fallen from a palm tree that was in the median strip and it was
just waiting/ on its edge/ to be picked up for the trash!!!
The turnaround was near the ferry to go to another island,
wasn’t sure if we would go right to the beach at that area but I never saw
There were volunteers there that
were telling us of the turnaround, but no cone, so I didn’t know if I had to
run around them, high 5 them, if I was missing something! And no one was right
there in front of me for me to copy, so I’m asking them, where is turnaround,
and they are yelling back at me,
And I’m like, anywhere?
So, I just turn
Hmmmmmm… I ddin’t love that.
I kind of like an “exact” race course!
Anyway so I making my way back.
This would take me back to the ½ way point
marathon and then to repeat the
same out and back a second time, if I could do it to complete the full.
feel my legs starting to become a bit fatigued, not bad, but just in the
Frankly.. just normal. BUT. I
also felt my hip.
Right after this
turnaround, maybe ½ mile, I took one step and this huge searing, sharp pain
went through the center of the joint.
brain panicked with fear for my next step and I’m just waiting, with bug-eyes,
I am sure…. And.. it was ok.
it was just that one step of weird stabbing sharpness and then fine again!
But, it then started to get tender and
talking to me and tightening.
tightening more, and more tender.
to go to the bathroom again at mile 8ish. Shoot.
Same thing, no port o pot, I go behind
another tree /shrub and…. Just went super quick, then I’m worrying because it
is dark, was I too quick, what if I have like, something ON ME. GROSE. So, then
I ran annoyed for a few miles thinking, I just want to shower!!?!!
And, the whole time also sensing my hip and
asking myself silly questions, of what to do.
I was obsessively thinking, “half marathon or full”
what should I do.
I realized my hip is progressively feeling pain more and
I realized I will definately be walking some.
Not just hip, but my legs are feeling heavy
now also, the beginning of dead, and I feel that the fatigue is making things
worse for my hip.
fitness-wise for this race was going to play right into my weakest link, which
was my hip.
And my big worry is not the
immediate pain of the day, but the days after, and the weeks and potentially
MONTHS of added recovery time I may be creating for myself.
I realize if I am walking a lot of this race, I am going to
be repeating this road.
So, basically in
the middle of nothing.
And…. That could
be a long walk.
Also, contributing to my
indecision, I wasn’t sure if my stomach was going to be smooth and cooled off
or still irritatingly prone to need to “go offroad”, ahem.
And… if I was walking, I was fine with that,
but… I kinda would have preferred to walk on the beach, on the sand, seeing the
gorgeous colors of the water.
I had a
feeling I may regret the hours trudging along on sidewalks, (while wanting to
take a shower) and made the decision to try to stay decent strong for the rest
of the ½ and then be done with the race and get to the beach!
I was a little bit disappointed, but also knew in the long
run, my body is just not quite working as I want it to, and in no way is
allowing me to be in control when it wants to teach me a lesson or two.
Once I had this decision pretty much made up, I think it
allowed me to have a slight physical pity party for myself and I slowed down,
and then slowed more and more and then it ended the last 3 miles feeling very
difficult, basically confirming my decision that this was not a day for a
marathon for me.
I was really glad to be
done when I was on my last mile.
I crossed the finish line, literally kept going to the table
where my backpack was, grabbed it, ran into a port a pot where I delicately
changed into my swimsuit, put my grose clothes in a tightly tied bag (to burn
haha) and literally walked out, over the walk to the sand, dropped my backpack
and was in the ocean.
From finish line
to ocean, was probably under 2 minutes!! And… it was honestly glorious.
It was one of my favorite mornings at the
ocean of my trip!
I got to finish line a little before 7 and I remember
looking at my watch while in the ridiculous turquoise waters at 7AM!
I had been up for over 4 hours, ran a half
marathon by 7am and was in the water!
literally played in this spot for over an hour.
All by myself!
I could not
believe people were not finishing the race and coming over to the water to get
Of course most people wanted to go
home and take a proper shower, but not me, I carry all my stuff since I was
staying away from the very main part of the area.
It was ridiculously heaven.
This was the sunniest, hottest morning--- the
other days and mornings, it rained about every 15 minutes, and so looking back,
I was so lucky to have this time of literally gleeful play.
I knew it when I was there, and it doesn’t
bother me a bit, but everytime I was in the ocean, I was like all by myself!
There was never a crowd of people! I am in
this ridiculous heaven all by myself- where are the people??! And I am
literally looking around, left to right looking at the water that my body is
IMMERSED in thinking, I’m INSIDE of this!
I would be one of those people standing in a picture of clear, gorgeous,
seaglass- turquoise-heavenly water.
Little me… in this heaven…. I was there, I still cannot believe.
What a dream come true.
(me above not happy w/tuna on crackers before race)- after race right