/A Paris Marathon of Sorts

A Paris Marathon of Sorts

alsace marathon
Pretzels and white Alsatian wine are exactly what I crave at mile 24.

Six months ago, I signed up for the Paris Marathon and slowly eased into training, weary of injuries incurred in past years. Whether at the table or on the track, I am prone to extremes and accustomed to working through the pain. As predicted, my knees and hamstrings were the first parts to rebel with increased mileage. Nothing new there, so I kept running. My hips began to ache 3 miles into a run and the entire subsequent day. Still, I kept running. But when my lower back chimed in, throbbing whether sprinting, sitting or standing, it dawned on me that maybe this whole marathon thing was kind of destroying my body. Obviously I continued running.

haribo paris marathon
Haribo got more love than the Medoc stand. Go figure.

Giving up seemed like a waste of effort. For months, I carried on with training in spite of Rome’s torrential downpour and New Jersey’s perpetual snowfall. My Asics were a constant travel companion, and equipped with Runner Keeper and various shades of Underarmor, I had racked up miles wherever my travels took me, from the banks of the Mississippi to the paved edge of the Bosphorus.

medoc
Snubbed.

I whittled away my mile time and improved my stamina as game day approached. But in the final days leading up to the marathon, I began to entertain a rational train of thought: I hurt and maybe I would hurt a lot more if I followed through with the race. So I made a compromise with myself. I went out this morning and ran 13.1 miles, half a marathon. I made good time and even joined in the last 10 miles of the race course. It was excruciating (still is!) but I made the right choice. And now the other marathon, that of catching up on a five four year absence from Paris, can truly commence. It has already begun with visits to Verjus, Holybelly, Clamato, Frenchie Bar à vins, Au Coin des Gourmets and Kunitoraya, to name a few. We have had an admirable warm-up and I foresee a sprint to the finish.

Stay tuned for a full report or follow me on Instagram or Facebook for a preview.

2017-02-17T15:16:26+00:00 April 7th, 2014|Categories: France, Paris|7 Comments

7 Comments

  1. Monique April 7, 2014 at 10:26 am - Reply

    You must listen to your body. But I’m very glad to hear you were able to run some of the course. 13.1 miles is nothing to sneeze at. Congrats!

  2. Joe April 7, 2014 at 2:42 pm - Reply

    Looking forward to the updates, Katie! 🙂

  3. Ana April 14, 2014 at 1:48 pm - Reply

    I love your site! I have a food blog about restaurants in Paris and London: http://best-restaurants-paris-london.blogspot.fr/
    Hope it can be useful for your next trip to Paris!

  4. Lydie April 26, 2014 at 3:54 pm - Reply

    That’s incredible – the alsatian wine waiting for you at mile 24 comes from my hometown Molsheim 🙂
    Looking forward to your Parisian adventures!

    • Katie May 1, 2014 at 11:36 am - Reply

      Yes it was pretty outstanding Lydie! I wonder if the Alsace marathon course is very hilly!?

  5. Daniel Logan Berg-Munch May 2, 2014 at 12:30 pm - Reply

    Hey, so any recommended places to run in Rome? I’m fairly new to the city and it seems like a confusing place, traffic-wise, to train for a marathon 🙂

    And really enjoy the blog, check it almost daily.

    Daniel

    • Katie May 3, 2014 at 9:18 pm - Reply

      lots! villa pamphilj is amazing. you can run along the tiber up past the stadium. i also love running in the caffarella.

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