(If you're on Facebook, you've been able to hear more from me this week. Quick status updates are just easier there.)
Here are the thoughts I had:
- Pre-Race — Cathy dropped me off at Hopkinton High School. Then I had 2 hours to try to relax, stay warm in 45 degree weather around some soccer fields, eat & hydrate, & try to time my bathroom breaks (with some INSANE lines!). Lots of announcements from a rented PA system too (from "Welcome to the marathon" to "Please meet Mr. So-&-So there.").
- The Starting Line — In corral #7, I couldn't see the starting line & the elite runners. But they did do the National Anthem & an intense jet fighter flyover.
- The First Miles — Kind of surreal. I'm actually here! There were TONS of people. I had the best time giving "High-Fives" to all the little kids (or was it "Low-Fives"?).
- The Loudest Point — About halfway through the race, I heard a "rushing" noise. ("What IS that?") Ran another 100 yards. ("Is that a waterfall?") Ran another 100 yards. ("I think that's Wellesley!") Wellesley College was L-O-U-D!!! The coeds there were deafening, screaming at the top of their lungs. And I saw the strangest thing too. A bunch of girls holding signs painted "Kiss Me!" and a bunch of runners actually stopping to do it.
- The Best Costume — Probably the guy who ran 26.2 miles in a batman costume.
- The Last 2.2 Miles — I was D-I-Z-Z-Y. Just concentrating on not accidentally tripping over my feet which felt like bricks.
- The Fall — Some guy was accidentally tripped by a person next to him with a half-mile to go. Happened right in front and to the right of me. I heard the guy who fell being very angry & the guy who tripped him apologize & help him up.
- The Finish Line — My net time was 3:09:36. Hit my goal! And I qualified for Boston again next year, even if I was an 18-34 year old man. 🙂
- The Big Question — Did I yak at the finish line? Nope. Instead I tried to smile, look normal, & not lose my balance from the dizzyness so the EMTs wouldn't cart me off the medical tent.
- Walking Home — My legs were a MESS…ground into hamburger. Even little 1 inch steps felt like they were HUGE.