Unfortunately that was the exciting bit of the run over already! We were out on the streets of Anaheim then, running down Ball Road with the sun in our eyes. The cheerleaders on the freeway overpass were a welcome sight. RunDisney do an awesome job of keeping runners completely distracted, providing so much entertainment along the course that you barely have time to think about running! Along the next few kms, we took some fuel (energy chews), had a bathroom break, and saw plenty of singers, dancers and musicians. My tummy was getting more and more sensitive, and with the sun well and truly out, I was starting to get fatigued. We started to see people handing out food – lollies, pretzels etc. They weren’t organised by RunDisney, just local residents and running groups etc who wanted to help out. Nothing was appealing to me with the state of my tummy, until I got to the person handing out orange slices! One of those went down really well, and gave me the extra energy I needed to get a bit of a second wind. The wet sponges they were handing out helped cool us down a bit too (and get rid of the sticky orange juice from our hands!).
We passed another couple of singing/dancing groups before starting the mile of cars. This was, quite literally, a whole mile of classic cars along the course, on both sides of the road. Some people had signs, some were handing out food, all were offering support. This is where DH did the most walking lol!
At the end of the mile of cars, we reached the Honda Centre. I only figured out that they must play hockey there when I saw the sign saying ‘Home of the Ducks’. It is ice hockey they play, right? Oh, and there were a few more cars for good measure, including the famous Lightning McQueen car I’d heard about.
It was about here we entered the Santa Ana trail. This bit causes grief for a lot of runners, because it starts off as an unsealed trail. I’m used to training on unsealed trails, and I actually found it quite nice after the heavy impact on the concrete. I was really disappointed when it turned back into a concrete path… about 20m further along. Those road runners really are a bunch of wussies!
I had actually been quite excited about running part of the Santa Ana trail, knowing how lovely our river trails are for running along. This was a bit different! It was just a concrete path, alongside an empty concrete riverbed, next to a concrete embankment… I’m sure you see where I’m going with this. We did pass the new ARTic Transit Centre, which looked pretty speccy, and we could see Angel Stadium beckoning from a distance.
Our excitement was building as we got closer and closer to Angel Stadium, and soon we were passing right underneath that giant ‘A’, and through the official Cliff fuel stop. They were only handing out gels, so I didn’t bother to stop there. However, there were more random people also handing out food, and I took another orange slice, which I think powered me on right to the finish.
We ran through the tunnel and into the stadium. To our left, the stands were full of cheering crowds, and there were kids along the fence giving us high fives. We felt like real sports stars! Going around the corner, we saw ourselves on the jumbotron. It was a very cool experience, especially for Dad and DH since they went to a baseball game there last year. There were more bands and cheerleaders outside, and another water station.
We’d passed the 10 mile marker at Angel Stadium, which meant we only had about 5k to go! Having had his photo taken at Angel Stadium, DH decided to run on ahead. It was about here that I really started to struggle. There was nothing else exciting to look forward to along the course now – it was just a matter of making our way back to the DTD for the finish. The heat was intensifying, and my tummy was still feeling a bit yuck. I was over it and just wanted to be done! There were a few more bands, and we noticed a few medics out on course too. Soon we were running down Katella, and could see DCA in the distance! It lifted my spirits to know we were nearly there.
My longest training run had only been 18k, and I could definitely feel the difference after that. My body was well and truly ready to give up. I felt sick, everything hurt, and it was all I could do to just put one foot in front of the other. With Mum by my side urging me on, I was running as much as I can, but our walk breaks became quite extended for those last few ks. We approached the finish line through the
Disneyland Hotel carpark, It was right out in the open, with the sun beating down on us, there were no spectators, and no entertainment – nothing to distract me. That was the worst stretch.
Suddenly we were entering DTD to crowds of cheering spectators. I could see that finish line, and managed to keep up a slow jog. I had always planned to sprint to the finish, but I just couldn’t muster the strength! It was all kind of a blur at that point – I don’t even remember seeing the characters by the finish line for high fiving. I just remember Mum grabbing my hand and telling me that the track in front of us was wide open so we might be able to get a good finishing photo lol! Then we were done!
As we crossed the finish line, I burst into tears (and I don’t just mean a bit teary – I was actually sobbing lol!). The pain, the relief, the pride at having actually done it… it was all too much to deal with! I had tears running down my face as we got our medals, then I managed to pull myself together.
We grabbed our water, powerade and snack boxes, and saw Dad waiting for us at the exit. He’d been there for about an hour waiting for us. After a short reunion and catch up on all our races, we began the long search for DH. We assumed he and Dad would have found each other, but Dad said he hadn’t seen DH. We looked through all the crowds lining the exit, the people watching the band, people on the sidelines… we just couldn’t find him anywhere! We were about to give up and figure we’d see him back at the condo, when we finally spotted him. We had a bit more of a reunion, ate some of our goodies, and headed back to the condo.
For anyone who’s wondering, Mum and I completed the half in 2:43:51. I was expecting much closer to 3:00, so I was absolutely stoked with that time, and suddenly realised why I’d struggled so much! My tummy was still a little sensitive for a little while after we’d finished, but the rest of me recovered nice and quick, and my tummy felt better in time to enjoy our celebratory lunch.
When we got back to the condo, we had a bit of light brekky, and leisurely had our showers and got changed. We had a 12:30pm lunch reservation, and we were just planning to leave in time to get to that.