CIM RECAP
"You have to forget your last marathon before you try another. Your mind can't know what's coming." -Frank Shorter
"I don't think about the miles that are coming down the road, I don't think about the mile I'm on right now, I don't think about the miles I've already covered. I think about what I'm doing right now, just being lost in the moment." -Ryan Hall, on running a marathon
"The key to running a good marathon is to not listen to anyone’s advice the last week before the race. That's when people tend to do stupid things that disrupt all the input and training of the previous months." -Don Kardong
Preface: From NYC to CIM
Normal people finish a marathon saying "I am never doing that again." While I finished NYC feeling awful, I never said I never would do it again. But, I never said I was normal. ;-)
Four weeks prior to CIM
Four week prior to CIM...no thoughts about running CIM. I just finished my first marathon, the NYC marathon. That marathon was possibly the best and worst experience ever (read my NYC Marathon recap to understand why). Some people talk about how the NYC Marathon was the most amazing experience ever. While the crowds and build up was great, I did not feel amazing out there. I know somewhere out there I had lost my usual determination, lost my usual drive, lost myself. I did not feel I had given it my all so that may be partly why I did not achieve my time goal. It also might be why I went into some post-marathon depression.
I think the NYC Marathon got to be too big. It's the biggest marathon in the world and it was just so exciting that my very first marathon would be on such a huge stage. There's a lot of hype and excitement to that. Everyone was just so excited for me (which I really appreciated and loved the support I got). But, I had a lot of opinions and advice thrown at me. And, people just making it bigger and bigger. And, the pressure grows. I feel like all that commotion made me lose focus. I kind of feel like at some point, it stopped being a race for me and became a race for everyone else.
Later, Joanne plants the crazy idea of CIM into my head. I tell her the idea is just CRAZY. No way! Now how! It is in four weeks, are you CRAZY?!? She tells me I am trained up. She even lays out the plan: run the lake loop this next weekend, then do a long run, then taper. So simple she makes it seem. I continue to resist. She tells me she believes I can break four hours if I run at home. I get to sleep in my own bed so get the rest I need. I get to run at home on the streets I know. She also tells me how I would be running with Cathy and Diane. You've been training with them so why not run with them. She knows I run better with my my friends around than without. I eventually end the conversation telling her to stop planting crazy ideas into my head!
Meanwhile, back in California (unknown to me at this time), the Java Joggers have already predicted that I will be doing CIM in four weeks.
Three weeks prior to CIM
The crazy CIM idea starts to grow a little...
I return to California ready to just go back to doing what feels good to me. Not dealing with any training plans anymore. Just running what feels good to me (as well as getting back on my bike). However, the crazy seed Joanne planted starts to grow a little. I am still physically and mentally recovering from NYC. Yet, I feel the desire growing. The desire for CIM. The desire to do a marathon at home and break four hours. I keep running the NYC marathon through my head and replaying the things I could have done differently to have broken four hours.
Mica then gives me numerous reasons why I should do CIM even telling me about someone he knows who ran NYC, had a tough time there, came back, did CIM and blew her PR time away. And somewhere around then, CIM tipped from crazy idea to crazy possibility.
I then find that practically all the Java Joggers (and other running friends) already had it in their minds I would be doing CIM. No question about it. When I hesitantly told them I am maybe pondering CIM, my friend Kim responded "Who didn't see this coming? … anyone? … anyone?"; Dave tells me that as soon as finished the NYC marathon, him and the other java joggers were already talking about me doing CIM. Wendy said "We already know you're crazy. You won't shock us!!" And, this is what surprises me. No one is talking me out of this crazy idea. But rather I am strongly encouraged to do this crazy thing of back to back marathons.
So, I run the lake loop like Joanne suggested. I tell myself, if my legs feel okay running the loop, I may be able to recover from NYC to do CIM. I run the loop. The legs feel great. I start looking to see if I can get a bib for CIM. But, no promises that I am doing it. I am still recovering...
Two weeks prior to CIM
A runner (that I don't really know) says to me "NYC was my first marathon too! And, I'd hate to bum you out, but it's all downhill from here. Seven marathons later and ultras I haven't had anything close to NYC's support and fun. Chicago tries to to tell me it comes close, but I don't think so...Les sign...such disappoint. CIM is the furthest thing from NYC. I would never do those back to back. I'd be so bored in comparison & wonder where all the spectators were."
My response: "when I did my first triathlon, I did it in Seattle. while nice, I wanted to do one back home on the paths I know with the people I trained with...while CIM is not NYC, I just feel the need to do one on home turf with the people I run best with...I came so close to my goal time that I'm sure I can do it at CIM when it isn't so crowded...but that's just me...some people are different."
Jeffrey, who will be doing his first marathon at CIM, asks me "So what would do the same and what would you do differently next time?" I tell him about some various things but say "ultimately, you have to do what you feel is best for yourself. Everyone's body is different and I think I let other factors and people throw me off from what worked for me. Just do what you have been doing that you know works for you." I am not only tell him that but I am telling myself that. If I do CIM, I want it to be MY race, not everyone else's race. I am going to do it MY way. I am going train for it and prepare it MY way. Do what I know works best for me.
Joanne said "and the following weekend, do a long run...." I decide to run 19 miles. Longer than some would recommend to do two weeks before a marathon (or two weeks after a marathon) but this was what feels right for me. And, to my delight, Diane joins me (Cathy joins for 14 miles). I had not seen Diane since returning from NYC and had not actually told her I was thinking of CIM. She did not even question me or say anything about it. She just went along with me continuing our marathon training together. Cathy too (though Cathy actually said "why not?"). It was as though they both knew all along that I would run CIM with them. It was as though the three of us were meant to run CIM together! ;-)
We run 19 miles. We feel good. We feel ready for CIM!
I also make note that the night before, I had drank some beer. The night before my 23 mile training run over a month ago, I had beer also and the run was great. I did not have beer before the NYC marathon. Theresa has a theory about beer and pizza are the best things to have the night before a long run or race. Hmm. I start to really think there may be something to this beer theory. I decide if I do CIM, I am going to have beer the night before.
It starts looking highly likely that I am going to do CIM. But then, I get into a bike crash!
One week prior to CIM
The bike crash throws a wrench into things. Legs did not suffer any major injuries. But, running does not feel good, does not feel right. It hurts to run. I cannot find my running groove. On one short run, I have to stop Susie because it hurts so much. This is not normal. This worries me.
I fix my bike and eventually get back on the bike. I am hesitant since my running has not been feeling so good. But, I get back on the bike. My cycling is little off too. Not painful but I definitely don't have quite the same strength and speed as I had before. However, what I find interesting is after cycling, I am running a little better, with a little less pain, and a little stronger.
So, I bike a little more and run a little more. Things are a little better. Diane suggests going 10 miles. I agree. If this run goes okay, I will do CIM next week. We run 10 (Cathy runs 8) with a 4 mile pick up in the middle. And, we have a rock it! My running legs get their groove back! Diane and Cathy are both running strong! I also starting to see a nice connection between my running and cycling. Before NYC, I had cut way back on my cycling. Maybe I won't do that this time.
CIM starts to become more real...And, I think I found a bib into the race...
Days to CIM
A stressful trial and a wretched cold keep me pretty occupied during the week to think too much about CIM. Though, I do think if I manage to survive this stressful week, I think I will do okay at the marathon.
By the week's end, I put my trial stress aside for the moment. I feel mostly recovered from the cold. Then, I start feeling excited. I finally announce to everyone that I am actually doing CIM. I feel good about it. I am so SO excited to be running this marathon with Cathy and Diane. We have been training this whole time together. NYC was just a training run. CIM would be the real race. Not just my race but OUR race.
I am also excited that so many friends would be out running or just on the course volunteering and/or cheering. Various friends tell me where they are going to be during the race. So, my race plan becomes who I am going to see at what point. NYC may have way more people but the people that matter to me are here in Sacramento. So, I think I am more excited to run CIM than I was for NYC.
The night before the marathon, I eat pizza and drink beer. No crappy rice this time. Going for what I know works for me. And, I get to sleep in my own bed, not a couch.
RACE DAY
Pre-race
Alarms blare early on. I get up and get on the usual race gear. I super pack my fuel belt with extra snacks and GU and all. I had eaten and drank everything I had in NYC and yearned for more. So this time, I want to be better prepared. But, I am only carrying things I know works for me - orange vanilla GU, red shot blocks, peanut butter crackers and gold fish crackers.
And, as with all running races, I proudly wear the Java Joggers shirt. This time, to have a little fun, I stick a little sticker on the back. Below "good to the last mile," I have a sticker that says "...kind of..." Cathy and I had joked earlier about adding this to our shirts. We may make it to the end of a marathon but we probably are only feeling "kind of" good in the last miles.
I hit up Starbucks and get my usual pre-race fuel - vanilla latte & an oatmeal. This habit continues to be the same. I also pick Diane up a latte. We are the JAVA joggers after all. We need our java!
I pick up Diane and we head to the Karen's Bakery parking lot. It kind of felt like we were meeting up for our usual weekend run. We walk across the bridge and locate Cathy, who is just getting dropped off by Cheri. I think Joanne was SO right that I was going to have a much better time at CIM because I would be with Cathy and Diane. The race has not even started and I am already enjoying myself just being with Cathy and Diane. We are laughing and smiling. It is just fun!
We board the bus that takes us to the race start. Getting off the bus, Paulo finds us. He had come to give some support to the runners. It's nice to have friends around before the race. Before the NYC marathon, I was feeling lonely and sat on a curb listening to the voices I had recorded of the java joggers, missing them. But, here, I am with friends.
Cathy, Diane and I spend most of our time waiting in the potty line before the race start. While standing around, I pull out this wristband I got from NYC. It has all the splits for each of the miles in order to get a 4:00 hour marathon time. Cathy helps me put it on my wrist. I am going to try to stay ahead of goal time this time.
Immediately before the race, Paulo kindly takes some of our clothing we were planning on discarding. He also gives me a wonderful cup of hot water. It is pretty cold out so holding a cup of hot water is very nice for my hands as well as drinking it warms my insides up.
Diane and I lose Cathy at the start line as Cathy goes to find Allison. We get in front of the 4:00 pacer and are ready to for this thing! There's a guy that Diane keeps looking at. He looks at her. She asks "Do I know you?" He says he is Brian Hicky from KCRA, Channel 3. Diane tells him how she watches his show (or something) and they chat a little bit.
THE MARATHON
MILE 1
The gun goes off! Diane and I take off together. We move the crowds alright. We sometimes split apart but we seem to manage to get back together. After a little bit, Diane spots Cathy. We join up with Cathy. Yay, the three of us are together! Here we go! Let's do this!
I had lost a mitten somewhere at the beginning. My hands are cold so I wear the one mitten. After a bit, I take it off and put it on the other hand to warm that hand up. Hopefully, my hands warm up soon!
Finish this mile in 9:11
MILE 2-5
We turn the corner and start running down Oak Avenue. Diane and I seem to have lost Cathy in the crowds. But, we are at least still together. We are starting to warm up now. I throw away my mitten and my sweatshirt. Diane tosses her jacket. There are a few little roller hills on Oak Avenue but I have no issues running any of these hills. Diane and I even pick up our pace a bit. We are both feeling good. You can usually tell in the beginning whether this will be good race or a bad one. We could tell this is going to be a good one. :)
At one point, Diane says to me "You should have the fully good and I should have the kind of good." It takes me a moment to realize she's talking about our Java Joggers shirt. We both start laughing heartily as some other runners around us must wonder what is up with these two ladies. I am smiling to be running with Diane and that we can joke and laugh together.
We see someone wearing an RTO (Reno-Tahoe Odyssey) shirt (Diane and I were in the same van together when we did the RTO relay race). We comment on it and kind of think a little bit about the relay race we did earlier this year. Good times.
We also talk about our friends we hope to see along the way. The first one will be Fred, who told us to run on the right side. So, we make sure we are on the right side of the road. We are excited that we will be seeing so many familiar faces along the way.
We hit another hill and I start charging up it like I normally do. I am happy that I am running the hills like I normally do. I seemed to have struggled a little bit with the hills in NYC. They were not even that big of hills. But here, I go up them strongly. I lose Diane for a little bit. She apparently still can see me. I know she is not too far behind me.
Mile 2 - 8:55
Mile 3 - 8:27
Mile 4 - 8:29
Mile 5 - 8:29
MILE 6
Fred tells us he's going to be at the corner of Oak and Fair Oaks. Told us to run wide right so he can take our picture as we came around the corner. As we approach the corner, we make sure we are on the right. We knew Fred would be at the corner.
I come into the corner and hear Fred's voice and turn to see him with his camera. And, Diane is right on my tail.
I turn the corner and see the first relay exchange. Allan mentioned doing the second leg of the relay so I start looking at the relay runners for Allan. Then, I hear a laugh behind me and I know it is Diane. Sure enough, she comes right up on the side of me. I am very happy she is keeping pace with me. Before the race, she expressed uncertainty about keeping pace with me and Cathy. She did not want to push herself to the limit. I told her that I think the limit is a lot farther than you think it is. Sure enough, she's running right along side of me as we are going at a sub 8:30 pace (well below a 4 hour marathon pace).
I continue scanning the relay racers until I finally see Allan. Diane and I both yell and wave at him. He finally sees us and cheers us on! I am hoping whoever his relay person is comes in soon so that he might be able to join us. (Unfortunately, he was not able to. But, I find out later he did end up running with Cathy for a bit.)
Mile 6 - 8:25
MILE 7-10
Diane and I continuing zipping along Fair Oaks Blvd. I tell her I am happy she caught back up to me. She tells me she's feeling good. She said she was going to try running a 9:00/min pace for 5 miles. She felt good after 5 and going to try to keep it to mile 10. I tell her that we are going well under 9:00/min miles. I feel good too. I am also thinking man, these miles are going by a lot faster than they were in NYC. I do not know if it is because the streets are familiar to me or that the temperature is prefect for running (a little on the cold side).
At some point, we each eat something and keep trucking along. Somewhere along the way, I think when I hit a hill again, I lose Diane. I remember getting caught in crowds while in NYC and really appreciating the wide space I have running now. I am able to get into my running groove.
Around mile 8, I see someone dressed up as The Grinch so I run by him and give him a high five! I try to look for my friend Craig but I do not see him.
Mile 7 - 8:46
Mile 8 - 8:25
Mile 9 - 8:21
MILE 10
I pass through Fair Oaks. I am smiling big as I feel great. In NYC, at mile 10, I knew I was behind where I wanted to be. I was still on track for doing a sub-2 hour half but not as fast as I would normally be running a half. But here, I feel like I am running the first half as I should be. I will finish mile 10 under 1:30, which is typical of my half marathons. I am going at the pace I want to be. I want to be ahead because I expect to slow down in the teens.
As I am running along, to my surprise, I see Cheryl and she's holding up a Java Joggers sign! We wave at each other! This gives me a nice boost!
I then run along and see this guy standing to the side drinking a cup of coffee. He kind of looks like Paul (Grimes) (runners are hard to recognize when they are not in running gear). We kind of stare at each other for a moment. Then, Paul says "Hey Helen!" I give him a smile and a "yeah, I know I am crazy" look as I turn the corner! Paul had run in the NYC Marathon too four weeks ago but he is the sane one standing and watching while I am the crazy one running another marathon.
Mile 10 - 8:19
MILE 11
As I head down the street, I road kill a girl dressed in an angel costume. It is nice to be passing people in costume rather than costumed people passing me. A gorilla and a banana had passed me in NYC as well as various super heroes.
I run along nearing where Lora said she'd be. I am watching carefully the sides to see Lora. And sure enough, as I come up a little hill, there she is with Kevin ringing her bell cheering people on! I wave to both Lora and Kevin! They cheer me on and off I go!
Mile 11 - 8:06
MILE 12 & 13
As I approach the half way point, I am really happy that I am ahead of where I was in NYC. In NYC, my first half was done around 1:57, which is kind of a slow half for me. I wanted to be under 1:55. But here at CIM, I was going to be well under 1:57. I think I am 5 minutes ahead of where I was in NYC. I feel good too so this makes me happy. Again, I am smiling big as I run down the street.
I am also trying to not getting too excited as I am thinking the real race is the second half. The first half is just the warm up.
At the half way point, I start thinking of the friends that will be there: Theresa, Mica, and Michelle. Mica offered to bring me a coke in case I needed it then. I told him I do not think I want one at the half way point but you never know. As I am nearing the halfway point, I start thinking whether whether I want a coke or not. My water bottle is getting rather low. I really just want more water.
I do notice that I am drinking less water than I was in NYC. It is also not nearly as warm as NYC. I like that it is cooler here. I have not taken off my arm warmers, which is a good thing because I have tucked a packet of shot blocks up the sleeve of my arm warmer. It apparently fits perfectly right there.
Mile 12 - 8:15
Mile 13 - 8:17
MILE 14
As we approach the corner of Fair Oaks and Manzanita, it gets a bit crowded. There is another relay exchange so the road splits with the full marathoners running on the left half and the relay racers exchanging on the right half. There are a lot of fans at this area too. I try to scan through all the crowds hoping to see anyone I know. But, it is too crowded so I stop trying to spot my friends and focus on just getting through the crowds. I feel like I will not be seeing any of my friends at this section.
Then, as I am about to turn the corner, I hear Mica's voice yell my name. I turn my to briefly see him cheering me and barely catch a glimpse of the top Michelle's head. It's a good thing I did not need a coke then because I was in the middle of a pack and no way of stopping if I had wanted to. I smile and off I go (slightly bummed I did not see Theresa).
Mile 14 - 8:12
MILE 15-18: the not so terrible teens!
As I head down Manzanita, it gets a bit quieter. We pass all the crowds and it is quiet. I like the quietness. I could focus on my running. Not have crowds distract me. Also, because it is quiet now, when I do see the crowds again, I am more excited to see cheering people. To me, this is better than endless crowds and constant noise. I can get into the zone and just run. Run, run, run.
I had wanted more water. I see an aid station coming up. Think I will make a quick stop to refill my water bottles. Then, I see a gal giving out these mini water bottles (the airplane sized water bottles). Perfect! I grab one and it fits just so nicely in my hand as I run along. Just what I needed right then and there.
My stomach had a moment of uneasy-ness but I pop a peanut butter cracker and some gold fish crackers to settle it. It seems to work. I am happy I do not seem to be eating and/or drinking as much as I had in NYC. It also helps that I am not running at the lunch hour.
The terrible teens always worry me but I feel good right now. In fact, I am very happy I feel good right now. I have a huge grin at this point. In NYC, at this point, I had started to walk/run and was very frustrated. But here, I am still running and have no urge to walk. And, I am running ahead of schedule.
Along the way, I see a runner with a tutu on. OH MY GOD. I am laughing now. In NYC, somewhere around mile 15, I saw a runner with a tutu. In NYC, I was feeling oh so frustrated and when I saw the tutu girl, I pepped up a little thinking of my friend Javier. It had got me going again when things were rough. But here at CIM, it is just like the icing on top. I am already happy and this just is too funny. What are the odds of seeing a girl with a tutu at the same mile in two different marathons! Of course, I have to road kill the tutu girl (Java Joggers understand why). Then, I see two more tutu girls, which I easily road kill, making me chuckle a little each time. :)
I look down at my wristband to see how far ahead of schedule I am. It says I should be hit mile 15 at 2:17:18. I hit mile 15 at 2:07:06. I have a 10 minute lead on my 4 hour goal! That's a nice cushion to have. I can feel my legs are getting a little tired going at such a fast pace so I ease up a tad not worried about my pace now.
I start thinking about Dave (the Java Joggers organizer!). He is at mile 19! I just want to get to mile 19 so I can see Dave! I am also thinking Kim will be at mile 20, with a coke for me. I am starting to want a coke now. I did not want one earlier but I think I will want it at mile 20. I smile thinking of the friends I will be seeing ahead.
As I am running along eating a GU, I see a person who kind of looks like my friend Paul (different Paul than the one earlier). But, he's walking and walking kind of funny. That can't be my friend. So, I just run along. After I pass him, he shouts at me "Looking good Helen!" or something like that. I turn and see it is Paul. These Pauls are hard to recognize today for some reason. I am also thinking how is it possible that I passed Paul?!? I wave and keep on going and hoping he is okay. I actual hope that Paul starts running again and joins me for a bit as that would be fun (unfortunately, that did not happen).
Mile 15 - 8:32
Mile 16 - 8:36
Mile 17 - 8:29
Mile 18 - 8:52
MILE 19
Mile 19 is where the FTR aid station should be. I run along waiting for it to come up excited that I will be seeing Dave soon. And, he will know that I am doing much better than in NYC. Sure enough, I am still 10 minutes ahead of goal time.
I come up to the water station and scan all the volunteers for Dave. I want my water cup from Dave! I also want to hug him. I want him to know that I am having a great race. I spot him and run up to him. I think he is a little surprised to see me running up when I did. He scrambles a little away from me. I stop next to him. He says he has a coke for me! I take his water cup and drink it quickly and grab the coke bottle. I give him a hug and off I go again. As I am running off, I see and hear Scott cheering me on! I take off with a big smile! Great aid station! :D
The coke fizzes all over me. It shakes quite a bit as I am running. But I manage to drink some of it. Every time I open the bottle, it is fizzing all over my hands and such. This does not bother me. I find it kind of amusing. I drink about half of this coke and toss it as it's getting to be a bit too sticky. But, I did enjoy having the coke.
Mile 19 - 9:00
MILE 20
When I pass under the mile 20 sign and it is under 3 hours, I am overjoyed. I know I am breaking four hours now. Even if I slow down, I will still break four hours.
At the next water station, I grab a couple cups of water to wash my sticky hands with.
I pass Loehman's Plaza and see some guy standing with a bucket of red vines. For some reason, that looks SO good to me. I want one. I am discovering that on long runs, you will want the most random things. In NYC, I saw pretzel sticks and devoured them. Here, I see red vines and I want them. So, I run up to the guy and grab a couple.
As I still have a red vine hanging out of my mouth, I see Dana & Kim standing there holding an Energizer Bunny sign! Oh, I am so delighted! Since I am way ahead of schedule, I just have to stop and hug both of them. They give me a coke which I open and down quite a bit before taking off. :D
Off I go feeling pretty good. Really enjoying the coca-cola! It does give me a good pep! Kim had opened it before to let some of the carbonation out so this bottle is not nearly as fizzy as the other one.
And at some point, Cheri pops out from the side cheering me on! This is a very pleasant surprise and just energizes me!
Mile 20 - 8:45
MILE 21, 22, 23
I pass Sac State and approach H Street. I can feel the finish nearing. Things have been going good so far. I hope everything holds up. I am in the territory where "the wall" likes to hit people. I do not see quite as many people struggling as I did in NYC. That definitely helps me mentally.
I eat another GU just to be safe as I don't start feeling faint as I did in NYC. I also do NOT take any motrin as I had in NYC. I can feel my legs are getting a bit tight. They're a little tighter than they were in NYC. I can feel tightness in my hamstrings and calves. I slow the pace a little. Then, I feel slight twinges in my leg muscles. The foot twinges a little bit. The slight twinges you get when a muscle is about to cramp up. I sense they almost want to cramp up. I slow down the pace a little and tell my legs to keep going.
Mile 21 - 8:56
Mile 22 - 9:15
Mile 23 - 8:59
MILE 24
As I am running down the streets nearing midtown, I think about how I will see Desiree soon. Also, I am looking at the streets. Rather than thinking of how many miles I have left, I just look at the streets I am passing. I am at 50-something street. I get down to 12th or 13th, I'll be at the Capitol. I just have see these numbers go down and the closer I am.
I feel a few a slight twinge in my left foot. Oh, that foot almost wanted to cramp up there. Also, I have been feeling something on the side of my right foot, possibly a blister, but I am running okay. I tell myself (or my legs) not too much farther. Keep going.
Then, shortly before an aid station, the back of my right leg completely seizes up. The hamstring, calf and foot. OMFG, what pain! This fully stops me from moving and I nearly fell to the ground. Fortunately, I am not too far from the water station so I put my hand on the side of one table to hold myself up for a moment as the cramp passes. A lady near me says take it easy and start walking. I eventually am able to move the leg and hobble a little bit to shake out the cramp. Wow, that was intense. I happy it did not last very long.
I decide to walk through this aid station and take it easy. I walk through and drink some water and a couple cups of Gatorade.
Then, I slowly start to run again willing my legs to not cramp up again. I take deep breaths and start counting "1,2,3,4,1,2,3,4" over and over again. I also close my eyes for moments to just find my running groove. It is my way of finding my pace. Close my eyes, shut out the world, and run. I don't know what it is about the counting that keeps me calm but it seems to work. So, I run and count and breath for a bit. I am not worried about time anymore since I know I have plenty of time to finish within my goal. I do not need to push myself. I just need to run. So, I run, count and breath. "1,2,3,4,1,2,3,4,1,2,3,4"
Mile 24 - 10:11
MILE 25
As I go into mile 25, I am thinking Desiree should be at the next aid station. I feel the finish is near. I can almost walk to the finish now and still meet my goal time. This is a nice feeling. I feel my legs are weary and will be aching but for right now, they are still going.
I know where I am in downtown Sacramento. Oh, I can feel it. I can feel the finish. I feel my emotions start to well up a little. Then, I see the aid station. I see Desiree. My eyes water up a little bit. I am so happy to see her. I am so happy that I am nearing the finish and that I feel so much differently than I did in NYC.
But, as I run up to her, she starts running away from me. Why is she running away from me? I realize she's trying to take a picture of me. I chase her along the side and surprise her by stopping. I take a water cup from her and give her a big hug! She tells me I am doing great and cheers me on as I head in for the final stretch!
Mile 25 - 9:49
MILE 26
Coming into downtown Sacramento, I feel wonderful. I never hit that moment where I am like this is awful, awful, awful. I was waiting for it but it did not come and I do not think it will come. I am smiling at how wonderful this race has been. I know I am beating my NYC time. I know I am going to break the four hours. Not just by a little bit either. I know I am blowing four hours away!
I run by a guy dressed in a jesus outfit holding up a sign "THE END IS NEAR...the race that is" I just laugh at it as does the guy running next to me. I can hear various people running near me all saying whatever mantra they have to get themselves to the finish. This is kind of neat to be amongst strangers pushing each other along to the end of this journey we have opted to take together.
Mile 26 - 9:19
MY FINISH
I make the last couple turns by the Capitol and go dashing to the finish line! My legs kick up into high gear and I am smiling so big. I normally do not smile at the finish of a race because I am focused on the finish line. But this time, I am grinning ear to ear to see the clock say 3:52 (not 4:00). As I run into the finish, I raised my arms in utter joy at finishing this marathon. Finishing the race I wanted to run having run the way I wanted to run it! :D
Mile 26.2 - last .2ish miles was at a 8:39/min pace.
OUR FINISH!
I get my medal and foil wrap. I drink a chocolate milk and wait for Cathy and Diane, really hoping they had a good race too. I see Allison finish. She's happy to have qualified for Boston! Woot!! Then, we wait for the other girls, watching the clock carefully. I want them to break four hours too!
I see the race clock pass 4:00 but I know that we started a couple minutes after gun time. Then, I see Diane come into the finish! I am so happy and SO proud of her because she said she wasn't going to try to break four hours and I believe she just did it! And just seconds later, Cathy comes running into the finish! We had trained together and here we are at the finish together! It was a wonderful feeling. We all did great and all got PR's! There we hugs and smiles all around! :D
Then, we walk out and Lhia and Cheri greet us! More hugs and smiles and laughter! this is WAY better than my finish in NYC. :)
OUR FINISH TIMES
HELEN: 3:49:57!! PR! woot woot! almost 20 minutes faster than NYC 4 weeks ago!! :D
DIANE: 3:59:57! PR!!!!!
CATHY: 4:00:45! PR!!!!
When I finished NYC, I said "finished...possibly the best and worst experience ever..."
When I finished CIM, I said "finished with a rockin PR! broke 4 hours with room to spare! best and NOT worst experience ever! thanks those who were out there!!!"
CIM is quite possibly one of my best experiences ever. Not just the race itself but the whole journey to the race. I feel that my marathon journey did not end at NYC but was meant to end at CIM. I did not know it until after NYC. NYC was apparently just gearing me up for CIM, for the race I would do with the ones I had been training with. This was the real race for me. I also feel what was lost on the streets of NYC was found again on the streets of Sacramento. I was running on my home turf, running with great friends cheering me on, and running with the people I run best with! :D
Now, the question is will I do another one? Probably. ;-)
SOME THANK YOU'S!!
All the gratitude I expressed to those that helped me get to the NYC Marathon, I repeat those sentiments! I thank everyone for your support during my whole marathon journey especially this last stretch from NYC to CIM.
To Joanne Liu: I thank you for planting the crazy seed of me doing CIM. I did exactly as you told me to do. I ran the lake loop, did a long run, and then I tapered. You were right about me running at home would be better. You were SOOOO right that I would do way better running with Cathy and Diane. Again, I thank you for going to NYC with me and being my one person out there for me. But, I also thank you for planting the crazy idea me of doing CIM. You seemed to have known better than I did then that NYC did not turn out to be the race I wanted and you knew CIM would be the race I wanted.
Special thanks to Mica Dugan & David Friendman for strongly encouraging me to do CIM and being a big part of tipping me into it. Also, special thanks to the others that really encouraged me to do CIM and not telling me I was too crazy in thinking about doing CIM: Wendy Niger, Desiree Haight, Jennifer Sims, Theresa Lewis, Dan Velasco, Lhia Casazza, Scott Engquist, Cindy Spradlin, Kim Woodward, Lora Pittman, Jeffrey Thorne, Susie Maue and Todd Pearce.
Special thanks to those that were out volunteering and/or cheering me and the other Java joggers on at CIM: Paulo Medina Carcovich, Ralph Keith, Craig Dvta, Fred Magana, Allan D'Anneo, Cheryl Luhrs, Paul Grimes, Lora Pittman, Kevin Kruithof, Theresa Lewis, Mica Dugan, Michelle Kimura, Paul Lewis, David Friedman, Rachel Friedman, Cheri Elliot, Dana Woodward, Kim Woodward, Scott Engquist, Gary Duran, Desiree Haight, and Lhia Casazza.
Special thanks to all the Java Joggers for all the wonderful runs and fun times we have shared together. For all the support you have given me from the very beginning. I have shared with many of you how I read this book once where the author said she didn't realize that running would be so much about love. I continue to feel the same way. I knew it would be good for my health and body. I realized running was good for me mentally as well. But, running has become wonderful for my heart. I have come to love you all so very much in my time as a Java Jogger. I love that you all sometimes know me better than I know me. You knew I would do CIM before I knew it. You believed in me when I sometimes did not believe in myself. I love that you all encourage my craziness!
Lastly and most importantly, I give my utmost thanks to Cathy Tedesco and Diane Wurm!!! You gals are THE BEST marathon training buddies ever! As seasoned marathoners, I appreciated all the advice you gave me before my first marathon. I have always loved running with you two (as well as the other Java Joggers) but I feel we shared many special moments just in our marathon training. I have truly loved all the time we spent training together and all the "fun" moments that entailed: Cathy silently cursing at my back as we did pick up runs; me joking with Diane that I think Cathy just isn't that into you; going into the lake after long run; Diane and Cathy running up on me shortly after I fell off my bike; Diane and I talking about how we would chase Ryan Reynolds if we saw him in a marathon, etc....I love that we not only did much of our training together but we trained for the same time goal together. I am grateful for all you two did for me in getting me to NYC and to finish in NYC. You two were such significant parts of that journey. But, I am very thankful that you just let me continue on training with you when I returned. That you did not even question me joining you two doing CIM. It was as if you know that was the real plan all along. I feel like you two knew it all along, before I did. ;-)
I love that we were together at the beginning and together at the end. This race just SO much fun to have you two there. You two hold a very special place in my heart! I thank you for being part of such a wonderful experience for me and I am just so happy that all of us were able to run a good race!!! :D
[Disclaimer: this is long but it was a marathon so expect a marathon of a recap. I tried to put in much of what I was thinking and feeling during the race. so, there you go...]
NYC MARATHON RECAP
"Sometimes it’s just surreal out there, while you’re running a marathon. People just standing out in the cold, even the rain, cheering for you, blasting music for you. It’s an awesome show of camaraderie and community." John Roberts
"Completing a marathon is a feeling that you can’t buy. You have to earn it. The experience is what you make of it. The camaraderie is awesome." Dan Morihiko
"I also remember crying. Not out sadness but for joy….The race was an exorcism that will stay with me forever. It whetted my appetite for the running life—as I think all first marathons do." Charles Lyons
"A marathon is a string of moments, mixtures of events and emotions that we sample as we move along." -Unknown
They are right when they say a marathon will humble you. They are right when they say you will feel a roller coaster of emotions. They are right in that it is beyond a physical test of endurance but a mental and emotional one as well.
MY EXPERIENCE: THE BEST AND WORST EXPERIENCE EVER
As I had twittered: finished..possibly the best and worst experience ever...
Part of why it is the best experience is that it is THE NEW YORK CITY MARATHON...the BIGGEST marathon in the WORLD...it is indeed a major event in running. And, it is exciting to be part of that. It was exciting from the moment I got into the marathon about six months ago. The training was an experience with some tough moments but many many great moments. Also, all kinds of people (both friends and strangers) express such enthusiasm and excitement to me when I told them I am running in the NYC Marathon. That was definitely a wonderful aspect of this marathon experience.
BEFORE THE RACE...
Getting to NYC was just so exciting. I meet marathoners on the plane and at the airports. Even non-runners who hear I am going to the NYC marathon express excitement to me. I see the marathon banner on buses or businesses. Just walking around NYC, you meet people doing the marathon, people from all over the world. The Expo is this big pep rally and filled with such wonderful energy. Crowds of people from so many different places. I got to meet Bart Yasso, a runner/writer that I am a big fan of. He signs my Runner's World magazine with a message that inspires me. Then, I run through Central Park the day before the race. I see the beauty of the park as well as what it will look like on race day (the mile markers, the world flags, the people, etc). I see all sorts of other runners out doing the same. I see all sorts of people crowding near the finish line checking out the giant screen and getting excited for race day. All the buzz and excitement before the race was electric!
Then, from 3000 miles away, messages of support from so many wonderful friends are being sent to me. Not just support from my running friends either. Though, the best support came from my fellow java joggers. All the wonderful messages I got just were all so touching and really got me pepped up for the race. And almost every one I got while I out here in NYC got my eyes to well up a little as well as give me the biggest smile. Most definitely the night before the race.
RACE MORNING
I wake up early. Shower and get on the gear. I smile as I put on the Java Joggers shirt and my Java Joggers road ID bracelets on. The bracelets I have a special significance. They say "New York 2011 Go Helen We are with you Java Joggers". I rarely run without the company of at least one Java Jogger. And, there was hardly a time I ran a long run without the company of Java Joggers. And, to do such a long run without them physically with me had me a bit anxious about the race. So, wearing the shirt and especially the bracelets have particular important to me. The bracelets I have worn everyday since leaving Sacramento. They make me feel as though the Java Joggers are with me.
When I am mostly ready, Joanne & I find a Starbucks so I can get my usual pre-race meal...vanilla latte & an oatmeal. Then, we head to the Staten Island Ferry Building. As we head that way, we see the streets start filling with marathon runners. All headed in the same direction. Floods of people come out of the subway tunnels like ants out of an ant hill. The number of runners grows and grows as we get closer and closer to the Ferry Building.
Joanne goes into the building with me as far as she can. I am a little sad when we part ways. She has traveled from Sacramento with me and been with me all this time, being just the best supporter to me. Even as we were walking, she sensed my pre-race anxiety and reminded me about Run on the Sly (Run on the Sly was a 20 mile trail race with some brutal hills that I had to hike. During that race, I had told myself and her that finishing that race, I knew I could finish in NYC since there would be no tough dirt trails and no steep climbing). Joanne just knows what to say to put me at ease. So, it was tough to part with her as she has been with me this far. And as I parted with her, I start to really miss the rest of the Java Joggers as well. It's strange to feel so lonely in such a huge crowd of people but that is what I feel.
Getting to the start villages was very much like being herded like cattle. Crowds of people are herded onto the ferry. Fortunately on the ferry, I sat on the upper deck to watch a beautiful view of the Statue of Liberty (who I felt was kind of waving at us) and the sunrise over Manhattan. From the ferry, we were all herded onto buses. Packed liked sardines on the buses, we were transported to Fort Worth. Then, we were all herded to the start villages.
The start villages were intense. Tens of thousands of runners gathered up awaiting the race start. Some were literally camped out (sleeping bags and all!). Many were doing whatever their pre-race rituals are. All the curbs, ground, grass, etc... were filled with runners sitting, laying, standing, eating, drinking, stretching, talking, etc.... I found a little spot for myself and got my running stuff in order, ate breakfast and listened to my Java Joggers soundtrack (recordings of my fellow Java Joggers' voices). I turn off the internet to my phone to preserve the battery but I feel disconnected now. But, hearing the voices of Dave, Cathy, Lora, Wendy, Theresa, Allan, and Susie comfort me. I replay the soundtrack a few times.
Eventually, we are told to get to our corrals. So, I head to the start and put into a corral (again, like cattle getting herded!). In the corral, I can faintly hear the national anthem. There's a chopper or two flying about. I hear the canons go off for the first wave. It is starting to get a little warm so I dispose of my gloves & sweatshirt. I tuck the Dunkin Donuts beanie they gave me into my race belt along with the other one I got for my friend Cathy (who's a huge dunkin' donuts fan). I get a text message from Desiree wishing me good luck! I know the Java Joggers are watching me, cheering me on from miles away. :)
Then, we start making our way to the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge...
THE MARATHON
MILE 1
The canons boom and we start moving. Sinatra's "New York, New York" is blasting as we start taking the streets of NYC. This has to be one of the most amazing race starts I have ever experienced. There are helicopters flying over us waving. The bridge is beautiful and has a stunning view of Manhattan. Everyone is excited and enthused. Runners are shouting with joy. The bridge workers are cheering at all of us.
Clothes are getting tossed in every direction so I have to keep my eyes out on the road so I don't trip over a sweater or glove. A guy runs by me wearing a giant crown. This makes me think of David Friedman since I have been joking with him how he has my crazy crown. This guy has to be crazy to wear a crown for the whole marathon.
I keep a decent but moderate pace. I ended up running a 9:37 mile. Right around where I wanted to be.
MILE 2
Still on the bridge but starting to descend into Brooklyn. My first mile definitely warmed me up so I take off the arm warmers and tuck them in my belt. My sunglasses fall off my head and hit the ground. I just let them go. I must keep going so I will run without them.
At the bottom of the bridge, I see a row of guys lined along the bridge rail. They were all pissing over the edge. About a dozen of them. my friend Paul was running on the lower level and had said before the race, he hopes he doesn't get pee'd on. I thought he was just being funny but there were guys that literally pee'd over the edge of the bridge. It looked like many of them just did to say they pee'd over the bridge during the NYC marathon. I keep going.
Because of the decline, I naturally start picking up my pace. I finish this mile with an 8:29/mile pace.
MILE 3
Heading into Brooklyn. The streets are crowded with cheering people. It's really exciting now. Crowds and crowds of people. And, music of all sorts is playing. It was electric! I am rolling now.
But then, my right leg starts feeling a bit funny. This isn't good. I am only a couple miles into the race and a lot more miles to do and hope this doesn't worsen. Sometimes if I keep going, whatever it is will shake itself out and I will be fine. I am hoping for that. But, this starts to concern me a little. I fish out the motrin I stuffed in my fuel belt and take a couple pills.
I also really need to go to the bathroom. I run by some port-a-potties but the line is so long that I keep going. Not sure how much longer I can hold it.
I finish this mile with in 8:51 minutes.
MILE 4 & 5
Still crowds and crowds of people. A few bands along the way which are neat. Some rock bands and a couple ethnic bands as well. I hear cheering in all kinds of languages. I notice some of the runners have the names of whatever country they are from. I notice a couple runners wearing blue & white striped shirts that are what the Argentinean soccer players wear (I think of Pame & Meli). I am moved by the number of people from around the world here. This really is a world event that I am part of.
I still really need to go to the bathroom but I keep running. The crowds are fun to see. I keep running by people yelling "Go Alex!!", " Great job Alex!!" etc....I am thinking wow, this guy Alex who's near me has a ton of supporters out for him. After awhile and people are still cheering for "Alex," I realize that he is wearing his name on his shirt so people are shouting at him. I had heard that crowds will shout your name if they see it. This is really neat to see. Too bad I didn't get around to putting my name on my shirt. But, such amazing crowds out in Brooklyn! This stretch of road goes for a few miles and I just see endless crowds of people all along the sides of the road. This is amazing!
There are so many runners on the roads so it is hard to get into a good running groove. I cannot maintain a steady pace because I keep running into people. Then, I zip around this person and that person. My pace is going up and down. And, my right leg is still bothering me.
I finish this mile 4 in 8:57 minutes & mile 5 in 8:51 minutes
MILE 6
I finally cave and stop and use the port-a-potties. It takes of a minute or so. I have to readjust my belt and I get rolling again. I feel SO much better. I feel like I am running much faster now. I am thinking the motrin is kicking in too now as my leg doesn't hurt too much anymore.
I like the crowds so much I pull out the camera to take a few shots. As I put the camera back into the pouch, I miss and camera drops and hits the crowd. I have to run back a couple steps to get it. Camera was fine but whoops!
I finish this mile in 9:25 minutes.
MILE 7 & 8
Just enjoying seeing all the crowds and going through the different neighborhoods. So many different cultures. I am loving the cultural melting pot of Brooklyn.
I eat a couple peanut butter crackers and look at how my time is going. I would prefer to be going a little faster but this is good as I have a long way to go still.
At mile 8, they have the giant message screen up. I look to see if there's a message for me (Joanne really hoped I would see hers) but I do not see any for me so I trudge on.
mile 7 takes 8:39 minutes & mile 8 takes 8:48 minutes
MILE 9
For the past four-ish miles, we were mainly running on one long street. At the ninth mile, we turn and all the waves corrals merge together and so it gets even more packed. It is so crazy to navigate through all these crowds of people. It is hard to really take it all in since you are focused on the runners around you. Trying to keep going and not run into people or get run over.
At one point, the street narrows and I get boxed in by runners. Some maintenance person on some scooter or vehicle of some sort is on the road and creating a traffic jam of sorts (like when there is construction on the freeway and all the cars slow down to get around it). I bump into the back of a runner. I get elbowed by another runner. Someone bumps into my back. We eventually get around the obstruction. I really kick it up to make up for that delay.
I finish the mile in 8:44 minutes.
MILE 10
There are water & gatorade stations pretty much at every mile now. And, those stations are intense. I try to run up the middle so not to get knocked around but there are cups and liquid all over the place. People running in all sorts of directions. It is quite chaotic. I am not used to so many aid stations so frequently. Every mile, I have to deal with these aid stations and I generally run up the middle and try not to trip over cups or run into people.
I am also noting that my garmin is chirping its mile alerts a little before the mile markers. I sense that this course is going to be a little bit longer than 26.2. But, I feeling pretty decent at this point and nearing the halfway point.
I also think about Cindy. She told me you always remember your first marathon. She said in her first marathon, when she hit mile 10 and her formerly injured leg wasn't bothering her, she knew she could finish and was smiling the rest of the way. I hit mile 10 and thought of her and her story. I would not say I was smiling but her story was encouraging me onward. Fortunately, my leg seemed okay for the time being. It did not hurt but it did feel kind of off.
I finish this mile in 8:26 minutes.
MILE 11
I sense I cannot quite keep my usual race pace and I am slowing down a little. I start to think that I should not have tapered as much as I have. Fred told me that my body needs to hunger the long run. My body has tapered too much that it has forgotten how to do the long run. I rested my running legs too much. For other people, tapering is good for them. For me, I do not train like an average person and so, my way to taper is different than others. This is what I am thinking about as I run along.
I take a GU hoping that will give me a little boost. I normally do not take one this early but feel I could use the boost. I take it and trudge on. I am also noting I am drinking more water than usual. But, I was told to drink when I feel thirsty so I did. I was expecting slightly colder weather than this. However, it is a gorgeous day to be running in NYC.
At some point, I drop one of my water bottles. I just let it go rather than go chasing back for it. Some guy running behind me notices and says something like you can always buy another one later. I keep going.
I finish the mile in 8:55 minutes.
MILE 12 & 13
I can feel the halfway point nearing. I am nearly out of Brooklyn. The crowds are still amazing. There are still so many people all cheering. I remember hearing "Eye of the Tiger" and getting pumped with that before the song faded away and the sound of some bagpipes took over. Later, there were some gals bumping some good club-mix tunes that kind of pepped my stride a bit.
I finish the mile 12 in 8:43 minutes and mile 13 in 8:39 minutes.
MILE 14
They say I hit 13.1 (the halfway mark) at 1:57:07. I am happy that I managed to get my first half under 2 hours though I am not liking that it was not as faster as I should have been. Namely because the terrible teens are coming up and will be slowing down.
At this point, I am also thinking, I wonder if my half time posted on facebook for my friends to know where I am in the race (I would later learn the answer to this). I am also hoping Joanne got the text message of where I am in the race. I hope she can find me.
I cross the bridge out of Brooklyn and enter Queens. It's very industrial and not the prettiest part of Queens I remember the tour guide person saying.
I finish the mile in 8:57 minutes
MILE 15
This is the beginning of the terrible teens. And, in this race, they are indeed the TERRIBLE teens! I always struggle with these upper teen miles. Also, I am starting to run out of water, especially since I dropped a bottle. My electrolyte concoction in my other bottle is running low too. I think I have to start hitting the water stations. So, I hit the water station and stop to down a cup of Gatorade. I have learned that a short stop to fully drink water/Gatorade will have me running faster afterwards than if I did not stop at all. So, I do so.
But, I am starting to get tired. I can feel my pace dropping. I just keep on trekking along as best as I can. I know at mile 19, I will take my second GU, the one with the extra boost. And, I will kick it up in the twenties (like I did on my training run). Just have to get through the terrible teens.
I finish this mile in 9:34 minutes
MILE 16
We exit Queens and head to the Queensboro Bridge. This is one god awful segment of the race. You run on the lower level of the bridge (not sure if there is a top level) but it just feels like this dark tunnel with a very cold wind blowing on the left side. There are no fans on the bridge so we no longer have people cheering us on. And, there's a bit of an incline to the bridge. Steeper than the first bridge. Not the worst hill I have run but no hill is enjoyable, especially 16 miles into a race.
I absolutely hate wind and so really unhappy wind is blowing at me. I feel I am running so slow, I might as well walk to conserve some energy. So, I walk a little bit and really hating the terrible teens. I am very annoyed and very cranky at this point. I am thinking whoever said this would be the most amazing experience needs to suck it.
Then, this girl runs by wearing a tutu. I chuckle to myself. My friend Javier wore a tutu for a Halloween bike ride and posted that as his profile picture. The night before the race he wished me luck. I told him if I see a girl in a tutu, I will SO think of him and hopefully I don't trip from laughing. When I see the girl in the tutu, I just laugh a little to myself. Pull out the camera and snap a quick shot. And, I start running again. I have to keep going. Another girl in a tutu runs by. In an even cooler tutu. But, I do not get a chance to take a picture of that girl.
I eventually start descending down the bridge and I start to hear the crowds of Manhattan. I have been told that Manhattan is really loud. And, I can hear them as I descend down the bridge.
I finish the mile in 10:16 minutes.
MILE 17
I come off the bridge and turn into Manhattan and there are floods of people cheering. This is pretty amazing. They are SO loud! However, I feel like the streets of Manhattan are a lot wider than Brooklyn so I feel like the crowds a bit farther away from me than they were running through Brooklyn.
I pick it up for a bit but then I am getting wearing. I am struggling. I am hurting and just fighting to keep going. I cannot keep the pace I want and getting frustrated with myself. I walk through the aid stations now. And then I try to pick it up afterwards but I am just run walking at this point. What the F is going on?!?
I am really mad at those that pressured me to taper. I should have run 20 miles two weeks ago instead of 15. That was the plan but I was guilted to do less. I know I struggle with the terrible teens and needed to practice getting through the terrible teens. When I run an awful run, the next one I do shortly later feels much better. My body has forgotten how much it hates the terrible teens and I feel I tapered too much and lost the training to push through that. Now, I was never doubting my ability to get to the finish. I knew if I had to drag my beaten up body there, I would. But, I was irritated at this point that I am not running as well as I should be.
I finish the mile in 10:25 minutes
MILE 18
This has to be the longest stretch of road ever! I am struggling really badly. Finally, I give in and plug in my earphones and play the Java Joggers soundtrack. The crowds are so loud that is hard to hear the voices but I can hear Cathy's "Oh geez!", I can hear Lora's "Suck it Up Buttercup!" and "Open Up a Can of Whoop Ass," I hear Dave & Allan's voice. And, this gets me going again. I remember the words on the back of my shirt "Java Joggers - good to the last mile." I also remember Cathy joking that we need to add in tiny print "kind of" and this gets me to chuckle a bit and continue on.
As some point I think on this mile, they give us wet sponges to wipe ourselves down with. Best thing ever! I felt so refreshed after that.
I finish this mile in 9:26 minutes
MILE 19
I am relieved I am almost done with the terrible teens. But, I am SO hungry. The trouble with this race is that it started at 10:10 am so it's past the lunch hour and I am not used to running this late in the day. I eat the rest of my peanut butter crackers.
After I eat the last cracker, I do not zip the pouch to my fuel belt all the way and my iphone goes flying to the ground as does my GU. Talk about heart stopping panic! You probably know how attached I am to my iPhone. My phone also does not have its protective casing on as it hits the ground. I stop to scramble to get both my phone and GU (which I will definitely need). The phone seems to be okay but I have to shove everything back into the pouch and the cord to my earphones are dangling so I just stuff them into the pouch as well. Stressful!
I am struggling again. I start to run walk again. It's mental. I take the last GU hoping that will pep me up for the 20's.
Also, I drop one of my Dunkin' Donut hats. The hat I got for Cathy. That I was so excited to give to her and to be able to tell her I carried it through the marathon for her. But, it dropped somehow and somewhere. I was not even sure when or where to even pick it back up. (Cathy, know that I carried a Dunkin Donuts hat for 19 miles for you before I lost it. I made it but the hat did not).
I finish this mile in 10:16 minutes.
MILE 20
I walk through the aid stations again. Then, I try to run as best as I can but it's a struggle. I know I should not be stopping as much as I do and just keep going as that's easier but I cannot do that for some reason.
As I am trudging along, I see a few people on the side holding out bowls. I get closer and I see a bowl of pretzel sticks. I had seen other people hold out bowls of candy along the way earlier but these pretzel sticks were just what I wanted. I go up to the lady and grab a handful of pretzel sticks. A boy offers fruit and candy but I decline. The salty pretzels are just what I wanted. I eat those quickly and trudge along.
Towards the end of this mile, I think the pretzels and GU are starting to kick in and I feel my legs find their groove again. I cross into the Bronx starting to feel better.
I finish this mile in 10:05 minutes
MILE 21
I am running through the Bronx. There is some good music playing and that peps me along. I turn one corner and I see Joanne with her poster she has for me. I am SO happy to see her. She's looking the other way so I slow down a little and yell "Joanne!" She turns and sees me and immediately starts shaking her clappers and cheering! Finally, someone cheering for me.
I am feeling good now and my legs kick it up a notch. I am not too far off schedule from my goal time.
I finish this mile in 9:09 minutes
MILE 22
I cross the bridge back into Manhattan. The final stretch is upon me. I just need to get myself to Central Park. I am thinking about the Wall now. Is it going to hit? I see some runners really struggling. Cramping horribly. Hobbling. It's a scary sight. I keep on going. Things are starting to hurt but I am doing okay. I pop a couple Motrin pills (bad idea!).
I turn a corner and there's a message board. I look up and my brain is a little fried so does not read so easily but I see "E.B." and I just know. There is one person who calls me "E.B" (short for energizer bunny). I wonder if that message is for me. I then see the picture of the energizer bunny appear and I know it has to be for me. I quickly scan to the bottom of the message to see who it is from and I see "Kim & Dana." It is for me! wow, a message really did appear for me! WOW!!
this message showed up on the race message board around mile 22...when i saw E.B., i thought it was for me since i know one person who calls me "E.B."...and when i saw the bunny, i knew it was for me. then i saw the names and was very touched! :)
I am so enthused by that message. I really start running. I look at my watch. I start to think that if I kick it into gear, I can still break four hours despite all those delays in the terrible teens.
I finish this mile in 9:04 minutes
MILE 23
I am running pretty good. Just thinking that I just need to get to Central Park and I am good since I know the finish. I grab a banana from one of the aid stations and get going.
This guy runs by wearing the marathon shirt. On the back, it says "I am in." I lock my eyes on the back of him and just run. This is when I run best. When I can focus on a target and chase it. It has been hard to do in this race because of the volume of people. I do the best I can to keep him within sight. I am able to follow him for a bit but as with everyone else, he gets lost in the crowds.
I run along. Then, I hear my name being yelled. I turn my head and see Joanne cheering away. She managed to get down from the Bronx and to Manhattan to cheer me for a second time. This really warms my heart and I run along. Not too much longer to the finish. I can do this.
I finish this mile in 9:17 minutes.
MILE 24
I start feeling light headed (Later, I think it as the motrin that did this). I think I really could use some more pretzels. I look at all the fans on the side seeing if anyone has any snacks to feed me. I really need it. I am also thinking that what I really want is a coke. I have not had one all day long. I think it's around 2pm at this point. I also have not had lunch and growing wearing. I feel faint. I also feel the muscles in my legs are twinging, almost ready to cramp up. Keep going I tell myself.
Ugh, this is just awful. I start to walk through the aid stations again. This time, I walk slower and stop to fully drink all the fluids. I run again and then immediately feel like walking. I do not care about the four hour mark anymore. I cannot make it. I will get to the finish line but I feel resigned. I want food. I need a coke fix. I should have told Joanne to have one for me at mile 20-something. I feel light headed and almost ready to faint but I keep going.
I finish this mile in 12:00 minutes
MILE 25
I am running and walking through Central Park. The crowds are there but I do not really hear or pay attention to them. I see all kinds of people struggling so I do not feel so bad. But, I am frustrated. I think this is the most awful thing I have put my body through and I have put my body through some brutal things before. I do not think I hit a physical wall as I was led to believe. It was a mental wall.
I wanted this to be over with. I wanted to not do this again. What the heck was I thinking. Who the heck said this was the most amazing experience ever. Who the heck told me this was going to be awesome. This is NOT awesome. This is awful, awful, awful!
I finish this mile in 10:51 minutes
MILE 26
I am going along as best as I can. When I am running, I am not running so bad but I do not go very far before I feel like walking again. My legs are nearly ready to give way. I can tell they are going to kill me tomorrow.
I exit out the front of Central Park. I know exactly how much farther I have to go. Less than a mile left I tell myself. Just keep going. I am nearly there.
Then, I think about how the finish line is less than a mile. Instead of getting energized and starting to run again (as I thought I might), I start to walk. I do not care about time anymore. I am just going to get there. I am almost there. I then start to cry. Not tears of sadness or really happiness. I am just emotional and the tears came. The finish is near. And there are not just some tears streaming down my eyes. I am sobbing, almost uncontrollably. I am hyperventilating and sobbing. I wipe my tears with the headband I had wrapped around my wrist but I cannot stop crying.
Also at this time, my whole right leg has cramped up. so now, I am crying and hobbling down the street. Though, I am not crying at the pain. I barely can feel the pain now. I am just crying as I am nearly done. A guy runs by me as I am hobbling and crying. He gives me a thumbs up and says you're almost there, you're doing great.
As I approach the turn, where we enter back into the park, the tears stop. I feel the energy return. I hear that they are playing "Don't Stop Believin'" I love that song and what a great song to end on! I also see all the flags of the world lining the sides to the finish line.
The tears quickly go away (they were not joking that the marathon will send you through a roller coaster of emotions). I start to run again. I am smiling. I know what is left in me.
I finish this mile in 11:13 minutes.
THE LAST 0.2 (or .4 according to the Garmin)
The final stretch, I am running again and almost back to my full stride, at my usual race pace. I am aware there's a short little hill before the finish and get up that just fine.
I see the finish and kick it up a little to cross that finish line with my arms raised in somewhat victory.
Thank god that was over with!
The last segment was at a 8:59/mile pace. And, my garmin says I ran a total of 26.43 miles (rather than 26.2).
FINISH
Like the marathon, the finish had it's good and bad. I was happy the race was finally over with it. I was disappointed in myself that I did not break the four hour goal. Mainly, I felt disappointed because I feel like I did not give it my all towards the latter part. I felt I had given up at some point.
Also, the way the race organizers had it, it was kind of anti-climatic and lonely at the finish. There was no post-race expo as I have experienced in other races. I finish and then I am herded like cattle again. We go into a runner's only zone so there are no people around to greet the runners. It is just us runners getting herded through the street. Move this way. Get a medal. Move this way. Get a sheet put on me. Move this way. Get a bag of food. (I devour nearly everything in the bag). Move this way. Pick up stuff that I had checked in before the race. Move this way to get out of Central Park. Keep moving. Eventually, the runners get out of the park and they have to locate their friends and family members. There is no post-race shindig of any sorts. Yay, you did it. Here's your stuff and you need to leave now. That's how I felt. No one was there too. They have a no friends/family zone I had to go through and with all the marathon chaos, Joanne & I planned to meet at Penn Station. So, it really was just me at Central Park.
Now, the good part of finishing:
I feel part of the club now. The stupid marathon club.
Also, after the race, random strangers congratulated me. Not just at the race site but throughout the day as I journeyed to find Joanne and we journeyed back to lower Manhattan. Random strangers would come up to me and ask me about the race and tell me congratulations for doing a marathon. That was really nice. (Though one random jerk overheard someone else talking to me said "you didn't finish the race" in particular nasty tone. Weird and random. I ignored him).
And now, the REALLY good part about finishing:
Almost immediately after my finish (before I even got my medal), I felt my phone vibrate. It was texts from my fellow Java Joggers. One tells me that they had gathered at Starbucks to track me through the race. Five of my wonderful running friends knew I had just finished and sent me wonderful messages. They were there for me before, during, and after the race. How great they all are!
Then, as I am getting herded along, I figure I should tell people I finished. So, I text an update to twitter/facebook that I finished. I was going to say more about the awfulness of the race but knew there were good moments too (even if I could not think of them at the time). so, I simply said "possibly the best and worst experience ever..."
I then turn back on the internet to my phone. I remember thinking I wonder if whatever tracker they had posted the updates to facebook like they said they would. As soon as my phone reconnected with the internet, I found the answer. My phone was filled with the messages, comments, status updates, pictures even, etc.... People had been tracking me all along. They had been cheering me and following me to the finish. I was floored!
It is hard for me to describe what I felt then. I think I was zonked out when I finished and brain had not processed what I had done. But, I was seriously stunned by how many friends had been tracking me the whole way through and had been for cheering throughout the race. Tears came down again but this was different than when I was dragging myself through that last mile. These were happy tears. The reality that I finished the NYC Marathon, my first marathon, had finally hit. Though I am standing alone in Central Park, I felt the love of my wonderful friends from 3000 miles away. Each and every one of those messages/comments/etc.. meant SO very much to me at that moment. It made all that suffering I had endured worth it.
so, there you have it. possibly the best and worst experience ever.
Will I do it again? As much as I hated it. I know myself. My answer is probably. I probably will do it again and think why am I doing this again. ;-)
my finisher's medal
this may be a bit long and possibly sappy...i''ve kind of been writing it for the past week...but it is my first marathon...one of the biggest marathons of the world...they say that the marathon isn't just the race. it is a journey. and the part of the journey is in the training...so, this is my journey and my expression of appreciation to those along the way...because i have thought a lot of those who have helped me along the way!
MY JOURNEY TO NYC...thoughts I have had in the past few weeks getting here...
tomorrow is the big day!!
a little over six months ago, on a whim, i entered the NYC lottery. Jeff & Corey were saying it's just $11. the odds are so slim and it at least starts the process for getting into NYC (if you're rejected 3 years in a row, you're in on the 4th year). i was not sure i wanted to run a marathon. but then, i got in. such a shock! and next thing I know, I am training for a marathon.
as each day had gotten closer to november 6th, i have thought a lot of how i got here. it astounds me at times that here i am, in new york city...about to run my first marathon...and not just any marathon, but the NEW YORK CITY marathon...THE largest marathons in the world. i still find it hard to believe.
two years ago, i was not a runner. i could barely run a mile. i didn't like running. and, i thought people who enjoyed running were crazy! also during that time, i was going through a rough patch in life. i will say i was somewhat a broken person. not all days were bad but they often exceeded the number of good ones. and, all sorts of things would easily unravel me. also, my weight gain was getting disconcerting.
at the end of 2009, i came to the conclusion that i needed some sort of goal to focus my attentions to. as a goal for 2010, i would train for a sprint triathlon. i remember back then, i did not believe i could ever run a marathon. i didn't even know how long a marathon was. all i knew then was i could never run that far or that long. but, i thought i could at least manage a sprint triathlon.
originally, i thought doing a triathlon would just be something i do. just be something to check off the bucket list. you just do it so you can say you did it (kind of like when i went skydiving). and maybe that is the case for some people. but for me, it was different. it changed me to some degree. also, what i did not know when i started was that after i finished, i would want to do more.
my first triathlon did not completely change me. but, i know somewhere between then and where i am now, most definitely during my marathon training, i changed. i have changed as a person. i have changed the way i live my life. i see and experience the world in a different way. i am no longer dark and twisty. somewhere between then and now, i became a runner (and a little later, i became a cyclist and swimmer as well...or at least a swimmer-to-be). i also became a happy person...completely crazy...but a happy crazy person...a happy, crazy person who feels such immense love and appreciation to all of those that have gotten me here....who i will think of as i run my 26.2 miles of NYC!
i did not know when i started is that i would befriend some of the most extraordinary, inspirational people to come into my life...such wonderful friends who have fixed the former broken me...such wonderful friends that push me to be better than i am and bring out the best in me....such wonderful friends who inspire me to do even more crazy things than i set out to do...such wonderful friends who allow me to believe that i can do all those crazy things...such wonderful friends who make me such a happier and healthier person than i was...such wonderful friends who i have come to love so very much that words cannot express enough...
I just want to give a BIG thank you to those to helped me get to here and helped me get to NYC...and to all of those that have send me their support & encouragement!! though i may not mention you below, i still thank you for those positive words to me! i could not be here without you all and would not be able to do the race tomorrow without you all!
NOW, A FEW SPECIAL WORDS TO A FEW SPECIAL PEOPLE...OKAY, MORE THAN A FEW WORDS...MORE LIKE A MARATHON OF THINGS TO SAY TO MANY SPECIAL PEOPLE!
Dave Friedman - thanks for being the organizer of the best running group ever! you are the heart & soul of java joggers! i could go on and on for all you have done for me....but, rather than go for pages, i will just say you really helped me become a runner when i was new (pushing me to run a little farther, giving me tips, encouraging me at my first events) and i am very grateful for that. though, i am most grateful for the friendship we have formed in that time, on our runs and java. and thank you for sharing your marathon experience...i was encouraged & inspired by it (even if you now possess my crazy crows!) :)
Cathy Tedesco - i have cherished all our runs and our many many laughs. i feel i am always laughing a ton around you. the recordings i have of you saying "oh geez" or just plain jabbering really put a smile to my face while i'm here 3000 miles from you. you, like dave, were great in helping me when i was a new runner (as well as a new cyclist). and, i am most grateful for the friendship we have formed in that time! i am thankful we did some of our marathon training together...especially those long runs or those pick up runs! i will think of you behind me silently cursing me as i try to push on at the pace you told to go at. ;-)
Diane Wurm - as i have told you before, you will always hold a special place in my heart since you are the first java jogger i ever ran with. but it isn't just that first run but you have been there for me ever since then. also, you were just the best at RTO, especially when i was stressing! i always think back to that first run. i am amazed as to how far i have come along since then and you are a HUGE part of that. you ran with me every step of my way to my first half marathon and have been there for much of my marathon training...especially for all those super long runs and answering all my marathon questions!
Theresa Lewis- i think you already told me to not make you cry. sorry, i can't help myself. earlier this year, you and Lora told me to try for a sub-2 half. i said you were crazy as i'd have to run my half 10 minutes faster than the last one. and then, i did it. i tell you, if you don't put these crazy ideas into my head, i wouldn't strive to do them. in fact, i think you were talking about how paul entered the lottery for nyc and that put the crazy nugget in my head. i am not sure you intended to create the crazy person i am now but you did and i am grateful for that. you have been key in my marathon journey. i loved our friday morning runs the past few weeks and appreciate you answering my marathon questions and shared yours (or paul's) experiences with me.
Fred Magana- i am glad you joined java joggers this year! you've been a great addition to our group and so wonderful in giving advice to me for my marathon as well as triathlon training! i am thankful that you always like pushing me a little bit to be a bit faster. also, i may be a bit stubborn and may not listen so well when it comes to tapering but i appreciate you getting on my case about my tapering. thank you for all you've done!
Lora Pittman -though you haven't run with me too much in the past couple months (you lazy cow! jk), you have always been there for me. i cherish all the triathlon advice you gave me when i was new to java joggers (and sac swimming enthusiasts). i think you're faster than you think you are because i feel like i'm always chasing you when we run together...but you've definitely helped me be a faster runner. like i said to theresa, that time you said we should try for a sub-2 half marathon, that really got me to push myself and discovery my running abilities.
Corey Langdale- I feel like we have grown together as runners and friends in the past year. you are one of the crazy ones to get me to enter in the NYC marathon lottery so i definitely would not be here had it not been for you. i appreciate you sharing your past marathon training experience with me (even if you're telling me how awful it was). thanks for getting me to start doing interval work too. that definitely helped me get a faster pace and even consider doing a sub-4 marathon.
Jeff Mah - I haven't seen much of you in the past few months but you are one of the crazy ones to get me to enter the NYC lottery. it's just $11 is what I remember you telling me. I also remember you being the first one to know i got in, even before I figured it out. I thank you for those runs we used to have together and for you always encouraging me to push myself...to keep on trying for PR's at every race! I don't think I would push quite as hard as I have without you there urging me on! I am sorry you couldn't be running with me here in NYC but ever so grateful for you getting me here to NYC!
Paulo Medina - when they call me crazy, i tell them that i am not as crazy as paulo! you are definitely one of the most amazing runners (and cyclist, triathlete) i know! you blow my mind away with all your athletic accomplishments! but you inspire me with your crazy ways! i love that you can still run with a measly runner like me. i am grateful for the friendship we have formed since we met swimming in folsom lake. and thank for giving me running, marathon, etc..advice and sharing your experiences with me!
Tom Petrie - while i am more grateful for how you've helped me as as swimmer, i am thankful we have been good friends in our triathlon adventures. i want to thank you for getting up super early and doing some of those really long runs with me! i think you ran my first 18 mile run with me and your company was definitely helpful in getting to that distance! (also, thanks to your wonderful wife Yasmin for feeding me from time to time and letting me occupy your time in training and races and such!)
Kenneth - through the summer, you were the guy to run whatever runs i needed to run. be it hill work at hinkle creek, intervals at the cavitt levees or getting up at 5am to do a 20 mile run, you were there for that and i am thankful to you for it. i remember during one long 20 mile run, the last 5 were tough and my brain was feeling fried, you chatted on and on about whatever with me and kept counting down the miles. that really helped me keep going along. you were a major part of my marathon training. thanks!
Wendy Niger - thanks for being the crazy stalker person that you are! bummer you've been injured but I know you're always watching...not just Cathy but me as well...;-)
Desiree Haight, Susie Maue, Allan D'Anneo, Ben Porter, Matt Sims, Steve Funder, Bryan Tully, Lhia Casazza, Gary Duran, Gerry and Rick Rucker (and other java joggers): thanks to you all for doing all those runs with me in my marathon training. Your company for it all was greatly appreciated and i love that many of the runs included lots of laughs!
Elijah Li - you've been there for me in swimming & cycling and sometimes running. you are always cheering me on in everything i do...and always giving me helpful tips. i am grateful for that and for our friendship! thank you.
Kim Woodward - my beloved dancing AND running friend! it's too bad we couldn't run more but you've been great in my marathon process in sharing your own experience with me and you cheering me on. i love being able to talk running and other crazy stuff while we're dancing. I love that you call me EB too! hopefully we can run together more when i return. i promise, we won't go off course and end up climbing up and sliding down rock mounds! :P
Paul Grimes - my fellow running friend running in the NYC Marathon! it's funny, last year, we only really saw each other swimming and this year, we only see each other running. i love how we have often run into each other at many races...no matter how big the crowd, by chance, we always manage to bump into each other. i hope to do the same tomorrow! it's been great running into you while we are out training and touching bases as to where we are in training. i look forward to seeing you at the finish!! i am grateful to having such an awesome runner as my friend! :)
Erica Knauff- one of my favorite triathlete gals! you're an amazing athlete but also one of the best cheerleaders! You are one of the most enthusiasts people i know and I love you for it. i love that we have become friends this year and i always look forward to seeing your warm smiley face for events that we do together! thank you for the support while i was getting ready for nyc! i'll be thinking of you!
Michael Baggett & Michelle Jones - you've both been great in supporting me along the way in triathlons & marathons! i really appreciate it. Michael, we were oh so helpful when i was a newbie triathlete & runner and i really appreciate all the tips you gave me when i was new & completely clueless! i hope you recover from knee surgery speedily and look forward to doing some crazy events together next year! :)
Javier Arroyo - though you're not a runner, i do appreciate all the support you've given me on my way to nyc. i am also thankful for how much you've helped me in cycling. you hosted the first ride i ever did with hammerin' wheels. i became a runner first but i think i finally figured out this cycling business this year and i have you to thank for that. and as i became a stronger cyclist, i too became stronger in running. so, you have helped me in my running. also, you always make me laugh...especially the comments you write sometimes. but, i really want to thank you for all the encouragement you've given me when i started feeling anxious as well as all the threats to me if i didn't taper.
Jeff Sanford- similar to what i said to Javier, though you're not a runner, i do appreciate the support you've given me on my way to nyc. also, i want to thank you for being the organizer of a super awesome cycling group! and, i really appreciate your support and willingness to help me with WAV. you took me up my first hill ride (to beals point) and got me to start my love & hate relationship with hills. though, i have found the hills (in both my cycling & running) have been the best thing for me in becoming stronger and faster. and, i thank you for being part of that. you also are another one who puts these crazy ideas into my head but if i didn't do these crazy things, i wouldn't discover what all i could do. so, thank for that....and when i return, we have a trip back to a hill in sf we must do. ;-)
Ralph Keith - thanks for cheering me on in all my craziness and for encouraging me to do even crazier things! after nyc, i look forward to an even crazier 2012...way to cool 50k, wildflower half im, and just maybe, the death ride...;-)
My Hammerin' Wheels' friends - thank for all the fun rides, times, and laughs! and though, i am doing a running event, i have been surprised by all the support from my cycling friends for my first marathon! i really appreciate it! i am glad this year that i was able to get more into cycling and really love that you crazy people have come into my life. Javier, Jeff, Mica, Todd, Alex, Craig, Sarah, Dave, Ralph and Nathan - all you guys always crack me up with all your ridiculousness! Jenny B, Kim, Laura, Daphni, Adrienne, Jinni, Kallie, Sharel & Michelle - you gals are just the sweetest! and, thank you all for your support to get to NYC! while i express a lot of & gratitude to my running friends, i am thankful to you cyclist folks as well.
WAV Riders - sometimes, I am not quite sure how I ended up in charge of a cycling group but I am happy I am. you gals have been great in riding with me when i feel like riding. also, when i didn't feel very confident to ride with the boys, you were able to ride with me so i could gain the confidence. thanks to all you ladies who have encouraged me in my marathon process, even if my marathon training had me cut back in organizing rides. though, special thanks to those ladies who stepped up to help set up rides when i was in marathon training. EXTRA Special thanks to Lourdes for your support and all your help you've done with WAV! also, thanks Kathy for all the messages of encouragement you've sent to me along the way! i've only known you a short time but i welcome the new friendship!
Sacramento Swimming Enthusiasts - I didn't forget my swimming friends even though I haven't been in the water for a few weeks. The water petrified me when I first started but you all have helped me get over that anxiety. Though I am still slow as molasses in the water, I do love the swimming. The swimming has also helped me from getting too injured in my running (or cycling). definitely has helped in my recovery. Shawn, Mike Kim, Jin, Bruce, & Brad - you've all been so great to me and thank you for your support as i headed off to nyc....even if i am not swimming...and don't worry, i'll be back in the water when i return!
My brother & sister - to my sister Alice for getting me to think about trying a triathlon...who knew I'd get hooked like this?! you're an awesome sister for helping me find something I would have so much passion for. and to my brother Jimmy, you are an awesome swimmer and athlete and I am glad you've helped me along the way to becoming an athlete. I thank you for cheering me on as I developed as a runner (and triathlete). You are an awesome brother!
LAST BUT CERTAINLY NOT THE LEAST...THE MOST IMPORTANT THANKS I GIVE...
TO ALL THE JAVA JOGGERS!
I would not have become a runner without all you Java Joggers (and Java Joggers family members). I just love love LOVE you all so very much! all the runs i have done with you all since april 2010 have been wonderful. i love the trails i have discovered with you. i love all the conversations and laughs we have shared together. and, i love that you have helped me grow as a runner and as a person! nearly all my marathon training has been running with you java joggers. i can only count a small handful of times that i did not run with another java jogger. thank you for coming out for all my runs and training with me in the past six months! it's been a tough training process but could not have gotten the training in without you all. i was anxious in going to nyc because i am so spoiled now...i don't know how to run without java joggers but i can still feel your support from 3000 miles away (and love you for that!). i will wear my java joggers shirt proudly and my java joggers road id you all gave me...and be thinking of each and every one of you every step of my way to that finish line! And, from the bottom of my heart, I really thank you all for all you have done for me and for all the wonderful words of encouragement as I head to the NYC Marathon! I cannot say thank you enough!
TO JOANNE LIU!
I love that sometime during the 28 hour race of the RTO, we became good friends....I think somewhere between sleeping on a picnic table together to when we were sitting under a dining room table with a flashlight trying to figure out what time we had to get the van back on the road. I am grateful for the friendship has grown between us since the relay race. You really surprised me when you said you would go with me to NYC AND actually booked the flight to go with me! I am so grateful you are here with me in NYC...while I miss all the other java joggers back at home, I am ever so grateful that you are here with me in NYC! I love the adventures we have shared out here and look forward to more! And, I am most grateful you will be out there on the streets of NYC cheering me on and that you will be one of the first people I see (that I know) when I finish! to you Joanne, I cannot say thank you enough for being here with me!