Sick
A website did a story about me running marathons on seven continents here. The girl who interviewed me was really sweet.
I have been sick from traveling since I got back from Cape Town. Saturday I was extremely sick with a terrible migraine. But I am getting better :)Despite my illness, I participated in a 5K race and did get my worst time. I blame sickness.
I broke my retainer hours before I was to get on a plane and in less than a week, my teeth shifted considerably, so I am back in Invisalign. I can't believe how fast my teeth changed. Within 15 minutes I was in pain. So I hope to have my straight teeth back soon.
Showing posts with label Cape Town Marathon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cape Town Marathon. Show all posts
Sunday, September 26, 2010
I did it!
Running a marathon in South Africa? = Loads of money
Running a marathon in Antarctica = Even more money
Becoming one of the youngest people in the world to run a marathon on all 7 continents? = Pretty freaking priceless
I just finished the Cape Town Marathon and can now officially say that I have run a marathon on all 7 continents. I plan to do it again.
I have also managed to keep myself alive. It's been touch and go. As much as I would like to have a Lifetime movie made about me, I am not interested in becoming Natalie Holloway 2.0.
The race was hard and I had to walk almost immediately. I got a side stitch at mile 2 that didn't go away. I was sick all last night so was super dehydrated. My legs were cramping all night, so knew I was in trouble. I think I had a touch of stomach flu. Plus, the night clubs went outside and people were up to 5am. In fact, when I left for the race, people were just headed home. It was insane and I had to listen to it all night long. I struggled and composed different strategies going from mile to mile to make it through. But I finished in the rain and cold. Yesterday was perfect weather, but not today. I am so cold I'm shaking. I also broke my camera. I hope the pictures are okay. It's the buttons, so probably not the memory card.
Yesterday I went to the townships where people were displaced during Apartheid. It was poverty like I've never seen. People live in these total shacks with 5/family or a hostel with 3 families with 5 people each and they all share these communal bathrooms. But they are lucky to have bathrooms. Many of the shacks used communal porta-potties, where they also showered. It stank and was very sad. The children were sure cute though. I got invited to go to the local pub, which was men sitting on the ground all drinking beer from one large tin-no such thing as cups. They invited me to drink their beer, but I said no. They all looked really offended. But I am American and offensive is how we roll. They talked with that clicking noise.
Not a lot of people speak English here. I'm surprised. Mainly Afrikaans.
Running a marathon in South Africa? = Loads of money
Running a marathon in Antarctica = Even more money
Becoming one of the youngest people in the world to run a marathon on all 7 continents? = Pretty freaking priceless
I just finished the Cape Town Marathon and can now officially say that I have run a marathon on all 7 continents. I plan to do it again.
I have also managed to keep myself alive. It's been touch and go. As much as I would like to have a Lifetime movie made about me, I am not interested in becoming Natalie Holloway 2.0.
The race was hard and I had to walk almost immediately. I got a side stitch at mile 2 that didn't go away. I was sick all last night so was super dehydrated. My legs were cramping all night, so knew I was in trouble. I think I had a touch of stomach flu. Plus, the night clubs went outside and people were up to 5am. In fact, when I left for the race, people were just headed home. It was insane and I had to listen to it all night long. I struggled and composed different strategies going from mile to mile to make it through. But I finished in the rain and cold. Yesterday was perfect weather, but not today. I am so cold I'm shaking. I also broke my camera. I hope the pictures are okay. It's the buttons, so probably not the memory card.
Yesterday I went to the townships where people were displaced during Apartheid. It was poverty like I've never seen. People live in these total shacks with 5/family or a hostel with 3 families with 5 people each and they all share these communal bathrooms. But they are lucky to have bathrooms. Many of the shacks used communal porta-potties, where they also showered. It stank and was very sad. The children were sure cute though. I got invited to go to the local pub, which was men sitting on the ground all drinking beer from one large tin-no such thing as cups. They invited me to drink their beer, but I said no. They all looked really offended. But I am American and offensive is how we roll. They talked with that clicking noise.
Not a lot of people speak English here. I'm surprised. Mainly Afrikaans.
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