Ok...here is my report.
I'm a midwestern guy. I don't mind the cold...but I have problems with the heat. I don't sweat a lot when running, but as soon as the temp gets above 80, I start pouring sweat like a faucet. I had run a half marathon the day before we left, and then I was in Orlando dealing with the above average temperatures for a week before this race. I felt like I was running on fumes most of the time the first few days I was there.
Fast forward to the night of the event....we had dinner at La Hacienda, where once again, I was dealing with losing more water than I was putting in. I had a nice dinner, and drank as much water as my body could handle. I felt a TON better in the hours before the event. We got on a bus about 7:00, and made it to the studios, where they made us sit on a bus for 25 minutes, so they could drive forward 30 feet, and let us off.
We made it to the M&G where I met many of you fine people
It was great to see all of your faces in person. I wish I could have been there earlier so that I could have chatted a bit more.
We lined up, and I still felt good. After mile 2, I really started losing steam. I had to call our first walk break about that time. I told my wife that I just didn't feel like I could get my breath, which never happens to me. After a few minutes, I felt ok, and we continued on. We trudged down Osceola (booooooring), and found a restroom by the Animal Kingdom parking lot that I made use of. I used a GU there, and we continued on - back down the other side of Osceola. We got to about Mile 5, where there was a DJ saying "You've finished the boring part of the race." Great!
We made a right hand turn off onto the trails by WWoS. For us - the pace instantly stopped. The entire pack came to a walk pace, and we could not get around them. At one point, my wife was still in run pace, but noticed I was walking next to her at the same speed. It was like we
wanted to run, but couldn't. It had a nice spooky feel, but we really felt like the pack mentality where we were was really dumb. We couldn't make any time. About this time, my shirt had transitioned to totally soaked, and was starting to rub on my nipples.
Now, I have pierced nipples, but I've never had problems running with them until this race. The wet shirt rubbing repeatedly was really beginning to grate on me....literally.
We continued through the WWoS, and it suddenly felt like we were running at Disney again. The area was well lit, well supported, and was fun. We continued through Champions Stadium (In a prelude to the full marathon coming up), and started to exit the area. At this point, I couldn't stand it any more, and took off my shirt, as the friction on my nipples was turning them raw. I ran shirtless until about mile 8, where I hit a medical stand for some vaseline, which helped. I put my shirt back on, and we continued onto the super-leaning-hairpin-onramp-of-doom. We passed the start line area, and headed into the studios. Suddenly, I started to turn.....
I didn't feel good at all....but I knew we were almost done. We went through LMA, where I vaguely remember some weird guy standing by the camera screaming, blocking any other runners from getting a picture of themselves on the big screen. As we entered the Streets of America, things get a little dark.....I remember realizing my feet were slapping the ground hard, and being scared I was going to bite the ground. From what I'm told, I suddenly walked without warning (When we need a break - we always call it so we can get out of the way). Again- things are really fuzzy here, and my wife said she almost pulled me from the race, and if we hadn't been in the studios, she would have). I remember crossing the hat, and hearing the DJ saying "only a half mile to go" and saying to my wife "Then let's go" and I took off. I think I only made it a short way before I had to slow again though. Every time I'd come around, I'd attempt to make up the time I missed, then things start to get fuzzy again.
I remember crossing the finish line, and getting my medal. I felt like breaking down.....I knew my body chemistry wasn't right. I was glad to be done, and angry at myself because I thought I was a stronger runner than my finish time said (2:16). I sat down for a bit and chugged 2 bottles of powerade. We skipped the party, as my wife knew I wasn't right, and got back to the resort.
I woke up the next morning still off....and had a massive migraine to boot. I took some excedrin and felt a bit better. I had some Tonga Toast for breakfast, and that helped a bit.
I felt off the whole next day. Like my body was still swinging wildly from feeling good to bad over and over. I fell asleep on a bench at the MK at one point.
I made it out at the parks until midnight the next night (we had MNSSHP tickets), and got back to the room utterly exhausted. It wasn't until then that I looked at my running belt from the previous night and figured out I only took the one GU during the race. In whatever state I was in, I had totally missed or forgotten to take my fuel. I'm thinking that it would have made a difference in how I felt not only during the race, but after. I'm sure I was dehydrated - probably more than I realize even now.
I love the idea of this race, but didn't really like anything about the route. I feel like in an attempt to include WWoS, they had a weird boring route. I would have been happier running almost any other part of property than this boring stretch, which is already featured prominently in the W&D 1/2 Marathon.
I love the bling though....