Like birth stories, I never tire of race stories. Ever. I love your gory details of sweat and push and finish. I want all of it – how was the labor, the big day prep and your spouse? How did your body and its functions feel? Take your time, tell me all of it – I have a glass of wine and you have my full attention. Don’t leave out a thing.
Be careful, if you are a runner or a parent and you come over for happy hour the conversation just may gravitate here.
Not that I am assuming you are as riveted by such a thing or that you have a particular fancy for my stories but if you are at all connected to the ultimate push you might appreciate that I am dilated to about a 4. I am giving birth to my third marathon in 3 days. It’s a bit of a long labor but much more fun than the one did for him.
At 8 pounds 13 ounces it felt like he came out this size. So worth it. So love my boy. I learned the hard way that drugs, labor, and me don’t mix so I switch things up and had a mid wife deliver my next 2.
My first marathon was a bust. Horrible feeling, injured, sick (recovering from pneumonia) but I did it. It took a very, very, long time but in some ways it was my best one. It didn’t let anything stop me. And I gave birth to this.
My fist marathon. Felt like I had popped out a 26.2 pound baby. But I had her waiting for me after she rocked her 4th half marathon. My blessing of a friend since we were 4. I love her so much. I wish Dawn could come to Miami. My family drove 2 hours for the day. I am so blessed I want to cry.
And cry I did when I had her:
Baby #2. She came out fierce. I love her so much. Worth the labor – not nearly as tough as #1. I was relaxed and one under my belt. Just like marathon #2. Still tough but easier, more fun and I had him to run me in.
That’s not the Incredible Hulk in green. That’s my incredible husband. He risked shame and entered the marathon as a bandit at Mile 19 and ran me home. Sounds like baby delivery.
And the third one was so sweet. The baby, the delivery without drugs and the afterglow. Sweet baby, Jane.
I am hoping marathon #3 is as smooth. Dilating to 4 has been a little rough as I have a very sudden onset of the dreaded PF (plantar fasciitis) but I have the assistance of a most incredible
running midwife PT. An ultra runner herself, she has magic hands and words to boot. When I thought I was going to give up and require drugs during baby delivery #3, my midwife said:
I know 3 things, Clair. This is going to hurt. You can do this. And you will have a baby in 15 minutes.
Amy said almost the same thing about marathon #3. She said we can deal with the pain. The reaction to it is just a mind game. You will bag another marathon in 3 days and 26.2 miles. I love her. And I believe her.
3 babies. After Sunday, 3 marathons. No more babies. God willing many more races. Thinking about a big, big, boy. 50K.
See you on the other side. Florida, here I come.