I have pain in parts of my body that I never knew existed. Today at least, I walk as a normal person. It's been three days. I slept, ate and received the most rewarding messages from my family and friends. I have a flashback of those 4 hours and 57 minutes:
Before crossing the start line, I beg God to run with me. I am shaking...
Miles 1-5: indescribable emotion ... thousands of people are cheering us ... wow !. I would like to hug them all. I read creative, funny, motivational signs. I have a lot of energy, but also cold.
Miles 6-9: I feel great but it’s just uncomfortable not being able to dispense accessories for the low temperature that I believed was temporary. My hands hurt and the air enters through my neck. A little sun rises; and people ... how beautiful the people are.
Miles 10-15: new neighborhoods appear in front of me. I'm a little tired. I touch a lot of palms (especially from children) and hear my name (printed on my shirt). I feel encouraged ... I keep going!
Miles 16-20: I can feel the pavement thru the soles of my feet. I am running in the center of the street, although I miss the cheers of the people. I stay silent to avoid spending energy; I am starting to get tired.
Miles 21-23: I'm exhausted. I want to continue at the same pace, but it doesn’t happen; everything seems eternal. How long? God, help me ... how hard is this.
Miles 24 and 25: ¿What if I throw overboard this? ¿What if I walk? I cannot see the finish line. People are amazing, they’re still here, but I want to mourn. I jog. I'm angry, I'm nostalgic and I’m desperate. I see my watch and I want to achieve my goal. I run again.
Mile 26: ¿ Am I really here? I can’t hold back the tears. I lift my face to the sky and shout "THANK YOU". The body aches as never, but the soul comforts it, as always.
Finish line (Mile 26.2): I laugh out loud, as if I just heard a great joke. I stop and I can’t believe it. I made it… but I promise myself not to run a marathon again.
Right now, at home, I'm checking on the Internet when registrations open for the next one.
Today I understand the addicts.