{"id":21471,"date":"2018-01-29T10:09:50","date_gmt":"2018-01-29T15:09:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.runkevinrun.com\/?p=21471"},"modified":"2018-01-29T10:09:50","modified_gmt":"2018-01-29T15:09:50","slug":"big-beach-marathon-gulf-shores-al","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/?p=21471","title":{"rendered":"Big Beach Marathon – Gulf Shores, AL"},"content":{"rendered":"

Stray photos from the Big Beach Marathon in Gulf Shores, AL.<\/p>\n

It was a tough day, a day when I felt defeated and deflated and unable to run.\u00a0 The closing miles were 11, 12 minute miles or more.\u00a0 I would run 30 seconds and then wave off the speed, struggling to even put one foot in front of another.\u00a0 The rain stopped before the start which was a blessing a curse — it was unbelievably humid and had there been rain maybe my tears of frustration and angst would have been better obscured.<\/p>\n

As I said yesterday, my heart just wasn’t there.\u00a0 I actually kinda felt twinges of panic attacks — despite being outside and running along the bike paths and walking trails of the beach town, replete with many mini golf courses along the gulf coast, I felt like the world was closing in on me.\u00a0 I had trouble catching my breath, whether through frustration, exhaustion, or something more calamitous, I cannot say.<\/p>\n

I finished but I was passed by many; I finished but I was passed the point of caring.\u00a0 I just wanted to go home.\u00a0 And seven and a half hours later, through at times torrential rain and with no less than three near sideswipes from poor drivers who couldn’t be bothered to stay in their lanes, I eventually did pull into my garage.\u00a0 It was a long weekend, one wherein I skipped sightseeing in favor of trying to sleep off the germs and miles.\u00a0 Perhaps next race I’ll be better.<\/p>\n

And despite the heartache and hardships, there will be a next time.\u00a0 Run Kevin Run indeed.<\/p>\n

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Stray photos from the Big Beach Marathon in Gulf Shores, AL. It was a tough day, a day when I felt defeated and deflated and unable to run.\u00a0 The closing miles were 11, 12 minute miles or more.\u00a0 I would run 30 seconds and then wave off the speed, struggling to even put one foot […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-21471","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21471","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=21471"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21471\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=21471"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=21471"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runkevinrun.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=21471"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}