This past Sunday was my 5th time running the California International Marathon and it was exactly 5 years to the day that I decided to become a runner. Stop me if you’ve heard this story, December 4th 2011 my friend ran the CIM. It was her first marathon and my first time spectating a race. I fell in love – with running, with the community, with the idea that I could be out there crossing the finish line. 5 years later, 5 CIMs later, 8 marathons & a ton of other race distances later and I am still in love with running.
In fact, I love it so much that I volunteer my time to work expos. 27 year old me is like, “who are you?” But I really do enjoy spending my time around a bunch of other runners who are excited to go run 26.2 miles so I worked the info booth for race weekend, I got to hang out with friends and it was so great to be back home in Sacramento.
This year has been a tough one for me as far as running goes. Living away from home, family and friends, working 5 part time jobs, and dealing with stress isn’t a good recipe for big, fast race goals. So my goal for CIM was to have fun. Which is obviously easy to do during a marathon in your hometown. My boyfriend and our friend were at two spots along the course to cheer me on, at mile 23ish there was the Kaia cheer group (as always). I had to run up to my former boss ladies and give them big sweaty hugs, mile 24 is the Sloppy Moose RC cheer group. I think the Humpty Dance was playing when I ran by and that was fucking awesome. I really needed the energy at that point. In your head you think, “cool, only 2 miles” but after 24 miles 2.2 more is hard AF.
But let’s back it up to mile 22. I was thinking about Chewy. She was our family dog, we adopted her when I was a senior in high school. Once I started running my mom and dad always brought her to my races. I have so many post race pictures of me and Chewy and she is wearing my medal. Well, about 3 weeks ago Chewy passed away. She gave this world and our family all that she had. So at mile 22, when I started to think of her and wished she was there for me like every other race, it was then that I saw my dad with a picture of Chew (pictured below). I smiled and waved at him and then started crying. Chewy was the best and I know she was there with me. Just as I was thinking of her, she showed up. I thought of her the rest of the race and finished for her.
The CIM is always a great race. No matter what happens. Luckily this year the weather was pretty perfect, I finished about the time I had in mind and I had my bf there for me at the finish line.
I am really happy that we will be moving back to Sacramento soon. While we’re both thankful to have had to opportunity to call San Diego home, Southern CA just isn’t for us. I mentioned to a few people that training for this race in San Diego was weird. It didn’t feel right. I didn’t have the American River trails to run on, I missed the local races that I would use as training runs, I missed my friends. I am really looking forward to next year and getting back to focusing on my running goals, trying to hit PRs and maybe even that BQ. So get ready to see me running the streets of Sacramento again and yes, I’ll be at CIM 2017!