Paris Marathon Recap
The trip started out rocky with back pain and other issues that lead to surgery the week before heading to Paris for the marathon. I thought I was going to be ok to run the first few days in Paris, but unfortunately the pain came back. I reluctantly packed up all my race kit.
I did go to packet pick up to get my bib, but was not hopeful I would be able to run. I had a good chat with Kelly about the race. It was a hard decision because I didn’t want to give up and not try, but I also did not want to get another DNF like Dublin.
Race morning I felt ok, so I decided to give it a try. The state was one of the coolest starts for any marathon I have done, but within 5 miles I was ready to quit. I was just tired and didn’t want to run. I think the stress of the week had got to me. As I was getting ready to quit I asked myself what hurt causing me to quit… the answer was nothing. I was mentally quitting.
I chose to take the rest of the race easy. I walked when I wanted to, stopped for photos and just enjoyed the course (other than the dead rat).
It was not my fastest marathon by far, but I enjoyed the course and race experience probably more than any other marathon.
The Johnsons 