The Boston Marathon..... Report yet to come....
What can I say, I've done this race nine (9) times now. Not in a row, but nine (9) times now none the less. Other than one unfortunate incident this marathon race experience was nothing short of "PERFECT"!
I arrived in Boston early Saturday the 17th and quickly jumped on the "T" and got my bags to the hotel so I could get myself to the Expo and spend a bunch of bucks on stuff that I probably didn't need, as usual. Got my picture taken for a mock-up of the Runner's magazine...oh for joy that was great and I'm in the drawing for an electric Leaf. I was amazed that I didn't see more personalities at the expo.
The day progressed and I met up with my compatriot Bro Ronnie from Kentucky and we returned to the Expo for more fun and excitement, more than a human should be able to have in one place for an extended amount of time.
It seemed to be a whorl wind of activity from the get go! After the Expo we attended a dinner party with our gracious hosts, Smooth and Larry at the best Chinese restaurant, the dinner was fabulous. We had about twenty-five (25) of our Forum Flyers and Fast runners Blog runners attend (and you know who your are!). It was a really neat experience to meet up with the extremely talented Ms. Amber G. This little woman was invited to come and run with the Elite women at this year s Boston Marathon, her Bib was "F 43"!!!!!! Way cool to be in the presents of Boston Marathon greatness!!!!
I had so much fun I can't remember the whole experience. I got up early Sunday and kind of ran the BAA 5K as a shake down jog to get ready for the marathon Monday. It was a really well organized run. Before the 5k started the throng of runners was treated to a little welcome speech by the famous Katherine Switzer, the first woman to almost get taken out of the Boston Marathon when women were not allowed to run the marathon. She was pretty cool. Then five (5) time Boston Marathon winner Bill Russell got to speak just before they joined the rest of us and ran the 5K. Too cool!!! My dear Sis, Ms. Marcie (Canyon) got out of bed and came and ran the 5K with me. Thank you so very much Sis! I remember we returned to the Expo on Sunday for a second or third trip there to buy more stuff. I really think it's a shame that the company that used to sell the DVD that chronicled your race at Boston is no longer in business, I really miss this service! Then it was off to the Pre Race Pasta Party after a mid-day rest and recuperate rest period. The pasta party was great. Lots and lots of runners taking the excitement of the weekend. I love it, it rejuvenates my soul to see so many first time runners getting so worked up to experience the greatest running show on earth. After the pasta party we entertained ourselves at the oldest continually operating tavern in America, the Bell in Hand! Wow, it was established in 1795.....Obviously the tavern was not in the original building but....Oh well we got back to the Radisson about 7:30 p that night and continued the preparation for Marathon Monday.
OK, its 6:15 am and as a group we met in the lobby of the Radisson and marched over to the bus loading zone to be transported to the athlete’s village before the marathon began. It was all too much fun swapping stories and sharing personal experiences to help bolster your own race plan and help others sure up their plans to get through the impending marathon. As the morning began the weather was perfect, you couldn't ask for better conditions. I mean really, you couldn't ask for better conditions because you get what you see. The Wind was blowing pretty hard at times and in the 45 degree temps it got pretty chilly at times.
Again I say the day was just "Perfect" for me. Everything I planed for happened just as I had envisioned it to happen. "PPPPPP"! I got in my pre-race trips to the "Green Temple of Doom" right on time! After dropping my bag off at the bus it really seemed like the wind let up and the walk to the starting was a bit chilly but pleasant. On the way to my corral, #4 in the second wave, I again met up with Ms. Sis who reminded me where my corral was and that I should get up there. I had offered to run the marathon with her but she opted to send me on my way to fend for myself.
I arrived in my corral and then gently began to make all my final adjustments before the second wave got to sign to move-out. I got in some final stretching, finished off my last few swallows of sports drink, lit up my Garmin, opened up a new stick of gum and got my "Hollywood’s" in place for the fun run ahead. I reconfirmed that my goal for this race was 3:45:00 and reviewed my entire race plan in my head as I stood there waiting for the starting signal.
Then it was show time......we were off and running and I was already watching my Garmin making sure that I didn't go out too fast as bunches of runners scurried past me. At that time all I could think of was that I would see them all again nearer the end of the race when they pay for their sin of moving out too fast in the early miles of the race. I tried to hold my pace to about 8 minute miles those first few miles. At mile two (2) I ran past my good ol' friends at the Biker bar on the left side of the road, I did the high five thing with about a hundred bikers lined up on the road side curb. I would have stopped for a beer, but I didn't see anybody with an extra beer in their hand calling out to me this year. Oh, well, maybe next year. So it was back to business....I got my head into what I was doing again and got my tired butt down the road. The whole race just folded out in front of me just as I panned.
The day time high temperature on the course never seemed to get over 60 degrees so the run was quite comfortable. Must have really comfortable for this one guy that I passed along the way. It was some guy that was undressed up like a caveman! Yea, he was running in a brown loin cloth he cut from a bath towel and grunting at all the spectators as they would cheer for him along the way. He was even running totally barefoot.
Then I hit the half way point in the race, and saw that I was at 1:48:00 and thought that everything including my race plan was progressing quite well. I continued along and then I was into the “Scream Tunnel” of women at the Wellesley College for wayward women. It was the loudest mile long bunch of screaming women I remember at The Boston Marathon, I even took the time to slap high fives with about three/fourths of them.
After the “Scream Tunnel” it time to take stock of your personal fitness levels and re-calculate your plans to get to the finish line of this race.
I decided that my race plan was solid and continued to do what was working for me. I think I took a plain power gel and a cup of water at the on coming hydration station. I had been taking on hydration at all stations because I didn’t want the rising temperature and de-hydration to sneak up on me as I negotiated the “Killer Chain” in the hills of Newton.
The hills seemed to just melt away as I tried to keep my steady pace too and through the infamous “Heart Break Kill”. My plan was to go just a little bit slower up the hills and pick it up just a little down the back sides. It worked. By the time I hit the backside of “Heart Break Hill” and took stock of my mental, physical and spiritual well being I said to myself, I did the first part of this race right and I ready to give it a great go for the finish line. I tried to pick up my pace a little and move myself down the road till I could see the CITGO Sign and the right on to Hereford leading to left on the Boylston and to the painted finish line stripe on the road at the finish. As I approached Hereford I retrieved my victory cigar and pointed it towards the finish line and followed it home.
Along the finish stretch I heard the wild and uncontrolled screaming of our very own Forum Flyers number 1 cheer team, it is so great to get that raucous encouragement in the final stretch to the finish line at Boston. Thank you “Larry”!!!!!!
Well, there it is……I had the “perfect” day at the Boston Marathon. It all went as planned! I finished the race with an official time of 3:45:01, well with in my ability and plans.
Then it was off to dinner at Legal Seafood with all the Flyers for a wonder meal, great friendships and learned that the first lire hasn’t got a chance in this bunch of esteemed and accomplished runners of the Boston Marathon. After dinner it was on the Post Party at the House of Blues and about all I can say is it was fun and what happens at the post party in Boston stays in the post party in Boston…………..so, say “Goodnight Dick and turn out the lights and don’t let the door hit you in the ass as you leave”.
If I think about it later I will post my mile splits…..TYI ! Thanks for taking the time to read this lengthy bag of wind and whoey!
My mile splits: