The Finish of a crazy idea

I wrote this October 11, 2010:

After months of preparation and training, I stepped on the course to run the Chicago Marathon. Unfortunately, I was unable to finish.

As I was walking with a new found friend that day just before mile 16, I tried to convince myself I could keep going and she tried to convince me as well. I knew something not good was going on inside my body from about mile 13, but had tried to ignore it. But when she asked me again, I knew my body was clearly telling me I needed to go to the medic tent. Apparently, I was dehydrated and had the beginnings of “some type of heat illness” per the doctor at the medical tent just after mile 16. When they were finally able to get my blood pressure it was 94 over 42, pulse was 64 and my body temp was 94. What does all that mean? I really have no idea other than it was low and it meant I shouldn’t finish the race.

I would be fooling myself and others if I said I wasn’t disappointed. I could attempt to figure out why it happened when I thought I did everything I needed to do to be properly prepared. I could probably come up with several things I might have changed to keep the inevitable from happening; however, none of that will make any real difference.

Here’s what I do know: I did everything I knew to do to run that race. I know that nearly 2000 of the 38,000 runners dropped out of the race as well. I trained hard and had runs of 21 and 23 miles at home which means I was completely capable in other circumstances to run a full marathon. More important than anything else I know; my marathon attempt was for the glory of God.

Instead of me doing something which glorified God, He was glorified in the compassion, love and support of the people who lifted me up after such a disappointing finish. He was glorified in allowing this bullheaded woman to make a sensible decision and stop when my body had enough. He was glorified in over $800 donated to World Vision and more donated for my expenses in Chicago. And I hope He was glorified in the work and effort I put forth.

Thank you for your support and prayers. Thank you for helping me walk through this adventure.

Doing it for God’s Glory!

LaVonda