Mud, Sweat and Toothache

I’m off work today, and currently perched on the sofa, editing Chapter 70 of the novel. I’ll be blogging later in the week about my latest trip to the dentist, earlier today. Thankfully it was a much less painful experience than the last visit. The offending tooth has been packed and capped, prior to it’s permanent extraction in a week’s time. The pain is gone, for now. Hallelujah! Can I get an amen?

It’s a pity the same can’t be said for the pain in my thighs after Saturday’s brutal Causeway Coast Marathon. Looking back on it, I’m not as dejected as I was first was with regards my performance. I discovered today that I covered over 3200 feet in elevation. That’s the equivalent of scaling Slieve Donard, Northern Ireland’s highest peak, with 200 feet to spare.

I thought I’d share two photos which encapsulated the highs and lows of Saturday. The first is a photo of my muddied, battered legs in the recovery room at the end of the race. My toothache was so bad at this point that I had to sit down, such was the nausea and dizziness I was experiencing. It was one of the less enjoyable hours of my life. The Causeway Coast effectively broke me.

Photo two is the reason I did it – my Causeway Coast finishers medal and buff. Which I’ll add to my eight other marathon medals, currently languishing in a bedroom drawer. I look forward to digging them out in years to come, so as to bore the grandchildren silly with my tales of derring do. My dream is to run a tenth and then drop down in distance. We shall see.

Published by Fractured Faith Blog

We are Stephen and Fionnuala and this is our story. We live in Northern Ireland, have been married for 17 years and have three kids - Adam, Hannah and Rebecca. We hope that our story will inspire and encourage others. We have walked a rocky road yet here we are today, together and stronger than ever. We are far from perfect and our faith has been battered and bruised. But an untested faith is a pointless faith. Just as a fractured faith is better than none at all. We hope you enjoy the blog.

40 thoughts on “Mud, Sweat and Toothache

  1. Itโ€™s all about the medals. I took a curtain rod and hung all mine up. Except for my Disney medals. They are in a shadow box because they are fantastical.
    If you ran with a toothache you won! Stop saying you were defeated before I hop on a plane and smack you upside your head!!
    Now finishe the freaking novel so I can read it already. ๐Ÿ˜€


    1. So in addition to the 26.2 mile muddy obstacle the organisers sneaked in a mountain and somehow you managed to do it with toothache? I second the calls to give you a slap, this is an epic win by any definition ๐Ÿ˜‰


  2. Well done on running such a hilly, muddy marathon anyway, let alone with toothache! I get the performance thing, though. I’m a flatish road race girl, really, but the pb trap is massively addictive whatever you do. Good luck with the editing and the tooth


  3. Congrats on finishing the race. How you did it with that toothache is astounding, but after months of reading your posts, you are tenacious. Glad the worst is over for you. I suggest throwing the socks away, unless you don’t mind sone scrubbing.


  4. Sorry the marathon didnโ€™t go as you planned, but hurray for you for putting it in perspective. Itโ€™s hard not living up to your own expectations after putting forth so much. Have fun editing and not thinking abut dentists. Blech…


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