After weeks of refusing to dwell on it or mull it over anymore, I’ve finally decided to share with you all why I didn’t run the Edinburgh Marathon at the end of last month. I talked about it briefly on Instagram, but never posted about it until now.
Before I get too deep I want to say that our trip to Scotland was even more than I ever could have imagined and I feel so blessed to be able to share the experience of our trip with my loving husband. I don’t want anything I mention below to make you think that I didn’t relish in the opportunity to explore Scotland or appreciate the experience. I am still working on posts containing all of our trip highlights, so stay tuned!
When we arrived in Edinburgh, I picked up my bib and set out my race gear with every intention of running. The race was a late start at 10am so I knew that would help me. The night before I set my alarm and said my prayers, but when I woke up at 8am I knew it was a bad idea to race. I was so disoriented just stumbling around trying to get to the bathroom or walk around the room and felt ill. I started tail spinning about what to do and made the call to not race. This wasn’t jet lag, ya’ll!
All the issues below where big factors, but the biggest one was that I didn’t feel fit to run. I’m talking about feeling like I would end up getting hauled off the course in an ambulance kind of feeling. I didn’t feel myself and felt so weak. At this point, I felt like it was very, very unsafe for me to race because I was scared of what might happen. I’ve never felt like that before. So I went back to bed and slept until almost 1pm.
Let’s just get to the other stuff. Here are the other reasons why I didn’t race:
We Spent 22 Hours at JFK Airport Before Arriving In Scotland
Long story short, there were numerous flight delays, many hours spent waiting in lines and on the phone to customer service and we ended up arriving in Scotland over one day later than we planned. We spent a total of 22 hours at JFK and it was miserable! We slept on benches in the airport and I got a total of 5 hours of sleep in the span of 48 hours since I couldn’t get any sleep on the flight. I have never been so tired in my whole life. It was so bad that I nearly fell out of my chair at dinner from nodding off to sleep. This happened four times the night before the race. I wish I was kidding.
I Didn’t Eat
The food on the airplane was sketchy and I already felt sick from not sleeping, so I only nibbled on a couple protein bars. When we arrived in Glasgow, we realized we lost our rental car reservation due to the delay. With a shortage of automatic vehicles and it being a bank holiday weekend in the UK, we spent almost two hours just trying to get a rental car. We did thankfully and everyone was so kind about making every effort to help us. By the time we made it to Edinburgh around 4pm we realized we had not eaten really anything all day and that our last meal had been dinner the night before. Not the ideal way to fuel for a marathon, huh?!
I Didn’t Want It To Ruin Anymore of My Trip
After spending the first day and a half of our trip in airports, I was afraid that racing would make the next three days miserable for me as well as the Mr. I didn’t think that was fair to myself or to him. Under normal circumstances this wouldn’t even be an issue. I would race my legs off then sightsee for days. Heck, I walked 9 miles at Epcot after running the Dopey Challenge (48.6 miles) in January! We do this all the time, but due to everything else I knew that wouldn’t be the case at all. The thought of missing out on other moments of our trip was just heartbreaking so I opted out of the race.
I Wanted to See Edinburgh
Since we were so delayed in getting to Scotland, I knew this was the only day we had in Edinburgh before the next leg of our itinerary took us towards the Highlands. Also with the race being such a late start (10am), then having to travel back to Edinburgh from Musselbrough where the race finishes, there was no chance at sightseeing post race and still traveling to Dundee for the night which was an hour and a half away. The thought of missing out on Arthur’s Seat, St. Gile’s Cathedral, and Edinburgh Castle were so upsetting, so these are the things we did since I didn’t run the race! It was the most beautiful and magical day!
I Knew That We Would Be Back
The morning I decided not to race, we made a promise to come back so I could run the Edinburgh Marathon another time. This made it a little easier for me, because it’s not a race that is lottery based or requires some sort of qualification. This wasn’t the last time I wouldn have a good shot at landing an entry. I don’t know if I will be back in 2018, but I know in my heart I will get to experience this race another time.
All in all, I know I made the right decision. I’m still disappointed that it didn’t work out, but at the end of the day there will always be another race. I love Scotland. The mountains and valleys, people and charm are hard to resist. It’s just a matter of time before we visit again, but next time I hope to run a marathon 🙂
Has something like this every happened to you?
When was the last time you had a DNS?