|@ 30 Km mark. Pretty much sums up my race|
photo by Urvi
Goal Time: 3:00:00
Actual Time: 4:11:57
Pivo Index: 3
It was the:
Best of Times - Last year, at the Boston Marathon, I ran my fastest marathon ever - 3:12:00.
Worst of Times - This year, at the Boston Marathon, I ran my slowest marathon ever - 4:11:57
Age of Foolishness - Despite it being 67 degrees, I tried to run my race plan... That went over poorly.
Age of Wisdom - By mile 14, I figured out that I shouldn't keep trying to run fast
Epoch of Belief - Even at 15k, I thought I'd still be able to break 3 hours
Epoch of Incredulity - At mile 15, I wasn't certain I'd finish
Season of Light - There was not a cloud in the sky
Season of Darkness - Nope, there was not a cloud in the sky
Spring of Hope - I really thought I was ready for a large jump
Winter of Despair - At mile 16, I realized it was still 2.7 miles to get to the 30k mark. Umph!
|Nichole, Brian and I before boarding the bus for Hopkinton|
I lost Megan around Mile 6. Then around mile 12, I realized this was probably not going to happen. And then at mile 13.95, I officially called my race. And then things got slightly better.
I fought to run the nearly 5 miles from that point to the SRR tent. All I could think was I can stop there for a minute. Maybe sit in the shade and hangout with Urvi. And fight I did. Every step was a battle against myself. I vacillated between trying to run fast enough to have a good race and walking.
By the time I turned the corner at the Firehouse, I knew I just had to make it to the SRR tent. It was so hard and so brutal. I tried to stay out of the way of people. I saw Neil Cronin pass me. For a moment, I thought about catching him and trying to feed off his energy; but, I didn't have it and I didn't want to affect anyone else's mojo.
Right at the top of the turn, I saw Aaron Beer, Jon Bean and a dog - who were the forward spotters for the SRR water stop. It was so great, it was the best of times.
I made it to the tent. My fast marathon was long over, but my day had just started...
|By Newton City Hall - mile 19|
photo by Paul Hammond
I sat in the shade for a moment and hung out with Urvi for a minute. Keefe came over and gave me a Founder's All Day IPA. Victor convinced me to eat a turkey sandwich. After about 20 minutes of rest with the beer, the sandwich and a coke (and cheering on club members who had been behind me), I decided to continue my journey to Copley Square. I ran along the line high-fiving my club members.
My next stop was with Brendan Kearney at about 19.5. I talked to him for a while, had a sip of his beer, before moving on.
I stopped off with the Hashers at mile 20.5 and talked to Brendan Caffery and Declan while I drank some Pabst Blue Ribbon.
I ran over Heartbreak Hill and stopped off with Matt Story around 21.5. I high-fived the whole line of Boston College kids as I went past the Heights.
As I left Cleveland Circle, I made my way done on the right side, since I knew the Chaviers were watching along this stretch. I heard their yells and come into stop; Amie immediately handed me a beer: "Urvi said you'd probably want this." So I stopped and talked with Amie and Ryan while I drank a Harpoon IPA out of a red solo cup as I leaned on the baracade.
Officer McGinty was on detail on the stretch between Washington Square and Coolidge Corner. I pulled over to the side and talked to him for a bit. He didn't want to hold me up, so with 2 miles and a bit left, I determined to run to the finish.
|Collage I made from Saturday's shake-out run and volunteering.|
I came through the finish and was directed to my tent. I sat in the back and had a Grey Lady. Race-wise, it was the worst of times; but event-wise, it was the best of times.
|Eating said sandwich at 30K w/ Marc and Brodie Mac|
photo by Toledo Steve
Megan and Nichole both ran fabulous races for the heat
Paul Nelson, Florentien, Megan Prokop, Tom Bok and Aharon Wright had PRs
Robert Cipriano WON HIS AGE GROUP!!!!