It was HOT and HUMID for this race in the lovely winery region of Virginia. To set the scene, a lot had happened in the two weeks between this race and the Brooklyn half. I had traveled to London for work making a stop in Paris to visit Robyn and come home with quite a cough. I wasn't going to let it stop me from running. We had quite a group, 5B, Jamie and her sister in law, Lulu. Debbie and Lulu were running their first ever half marathons!
I started off with Jamie and Lulu and things were going well until mile 3 and my first coughing fit. Lulu and I sent Jamie ahead but shortly after I sent Lulu ahead of me. I coughed up a lung and decided hmm perhaps this wasn't just a cold. By mile 6 I was in some major pain breathing wise but I wasn't going to stop. I got some gauze at the aid station at mile 6 because they had no tissues. After hearing my cough the one paramedic said you should probably stop by the other one knew I wouldn't and said go finish! I ran/walked/coughed the rest of the race eventually finding a girl who was doing her first ever half marathon. I encouraged her and she kept me from dying and we ran across that finish line. It was my worst finish ever but I was still under three hours. After a short time at the finish festival and a few sips of wine we went to lunch. At that point I was still in a ton of pain breathing wise so after changing I went to the urgent care near Siobhan's house where I discovered I had pneumonia. Yep, one lung half filled with fluid, one a quarter filled...perfect way to run a half marathon.
The group before hand with our sparkle skirts.
5B with the lovely Owen, best spectator ever
After, you can't even tell that I can't breath