Each year we head back to Green Bay, Wisc. for the Cellcom Marathon weekend. This race is close to our hearts for so many reasons, but most importantly because it’s where the story of Fellow Flowers took its roots. It was just four years ago when our fourteen ‘Originals’ clipped orange gerber daisies in their hair and hit the streets of this city for those infamous 13.1 miles. We go back each year to honor our beginnings and to celebrate the entire journey of Fellow Flowers.
What a weekend it was! This race sure does it right and never lets us down. It’s family friendly, welcoming and makes it so easy for its vendors, participants and spectators to get around. To say there were flowers blooming everywhere we looked (5K and kids races on Saturday, half and full marathon on Sunday) is an understatement. Hundreds and hundreds of flowers pounded the pavement. We loved seeing so many familiar faces, talking with women, meeting new ones and seeing groups of ladies rocking their new summer tanks throughout the course. The sheer excitement from participants of all ages was simply contagious.
Real, Honest & Humorous Reflections from the Weekend
We’re loving these honest, real, humorous and vulnerable words shared about chasing a sub two hour half marathon in very difficult conditions. We all know running is such a mental game and these reflections capture it perfectly. Who can resonate? Thank you, Pam Ballard for sharing….and yes, she did it!
Things that went through my head running:
I got this I’m really cruising
Oh shit I feel sick
Maybe I’ll just walk?
Now I feel great
Oh crap that guys passed out on the side with the EMS .. Do I feel like that? What if I pass out?
Heather is wearing red too.
Do I need water?
I don’t want to stop.
Shit I should’ve stopped and drank.. Now I have to wait for the next one..
I’m wearing red for myself and Bre too. I’m strong.
I love my kids.
Maybe I’ll stick to 5Ks..
My feet really hurt..
It would be great to tell everyone I made my goal under 2 hrs.
They will understand if I don’t make it..
I wonder where everyone else is? How do they feel?
Did I eat enough this morning? I feel sick again..
Can’t wait til this is over..
Wait I feel great again! Only have a 5k left!
Shit I have 2.75 more miles.
Maybe I’m not a runner.. This sucks.
Oh look at all the people..
There is lambeau. Okay 10 minutes to run 1 mile..
Welcome to Lambeau he shouts.. I love the lions I say in my head..
This tunnel is uphill!!
Drink a beer
Saw my friends.. Can’t wait to do it again!
26.2 Reflections from Brittany Cappoferri
Today I woke up very, very grateful – maybe just a tad bit sore as well. That’s how it usually goes though with these marathons. They serve as these moments of impact to me – moments that define and shape my decisions or outlook on the present and future situations. Yesterday was a battle along the 26.2 mile course. It was hot, humid, and in my opinion, not anywhere near an ideal situation for a marathon – and I’m sure many can agree. I pondered quitting. There were many times I wanted to give up, just throw in the towel and be done. That’s how life goes sometimes, isn’t it?
Not just this race – but often times there are situations that come about – situations that are ‘too difficult’, they’re not how we want them to be – so we want to give up. But that’s not something to make a habit of. Marathons have taught me to turn pain into greatness – on the course and in life – let the pain push, guide and pave the way from where you are, to where you want and need to be.
You may not always anticipate certain situations, and the easy way out is always there – but remember, there are a million reasons to stay and keep pushing. I thought of my reasons to stay – and that’s why I crossed the finish line. My wonderful sister made it across as well – cutting off 38 minutes from her last marathon! Cheers to her, my beautiful friends that crossed the finish line, the loved ones that were waiting for us at the end and the many others that make life beautiful. I know I get pretty emotional with these posts – but running has found a permanent place in my heart.
I know not everyone loves running – but I hope everyone finds that one passion – that one thing that gives them butterflies or makes their heart beat just a little faster when they think about it. If you haven’t found it yet, you will – and I hope your sky is as beautiful as mine when you do find it. It’s a good life. Xo.
26.2 Reflections from Anne Tully
My kids gave me “flowers” on the marathon course today. Dandelions. They thought the dandelions were beautiful and that’s perspective. It was an incredibly tough race for me but I am grateful. Grateful for an amazingly supportive husband who somehow managed to meet me at three spots during the marathon with all four kids, grateful for a precious friend who encouraged me to appreciate being out there and grateful for the eight year old in our family who nicely reminded me that I only had six miles left and if I got in the van I wouldn’t get to run through Lambeau. So there you have it….perspective….tough race but I’m pretty darn lucky and grateful.
As we reflect upon this past weekend and look to the next, we can’t thank you all enough for being part of the Fellow Flowers journey over the past four years. It’s been quite a ride and we know the best is yet to come. Now lets officially dive into summer this weekend and enjoy a beautiful Memorial Day with family and friends – and if you haven’t yet ordered yourself a new summer tank, what better reason to do so then the official start of summer?
What thoughts run through your head while running a big race? Share your real, honest and humorous trains of thought in the comments!