Marine Corps Marathon - Before the Race
FYI, most of this recap will be in photos. Because I ran it at a comfortable pace, there are no tales of cramps or aches or much of anything. I just spent the day sharing stories, taking photos, and oh yeah, running 26.2 miles.
Got to the airport and had my first blogger meet-up! I happened to be on the same airplane as That Pink Girl. We got a little time to hang at the airport, but not much.
I scored with an empty row on the airplane, but last minute, a guy came from his crowded row in the back and sat with me. I'm not much of a chatter on the airplane (I know, shocking), but somehow, we got into a discussion... the man's name was Dana Bowman. This guy is amazing... he's currently retired from the Army Special Forces and their elite parachute team. In 1994, during training, he had a mid-air collision severing both of his legs. Nine months after the accident, he was back to jumping out of perfectly good airplanes! Dana was headed to the Marine Corps Marathon, as well. He and his teammates were jumping another double amputee into the start of the event. Amazing story!
Getting your packet from a uniformed Marine wasn't such a bad thing...
My expo loot!!! Well, my sideways expo loot!
Tonia from Racing with Babes. She's as awesomesauce as you might imagine, and she's going to rock a PR tomorrow in NYC. And can I just say, although she might kill me, that I've never been so comfortable shoving my face full of food, because she cleaned her plate just as fast. As if sharing a meal together wasn't enough, she also came bearing gifts... pumpkin muffins with cinnamon chips. Must. Have. Recipe. Little clouds of heaven. YUM.
All ready to go.
Yeah, there wasn't any. It was all clear the whole way. We stopped about midway there to meet up with Joe (my race buddy for the day) and his friend George and follow them to our parking location. We were safely parked by about 6:30am, but it was bitterly cold outside, especially with the wind, so other than a quick run to the potty, we sat in the car until 7:15am.
At 7:15am, we said bye to my mom, and headed towards the start... it was a lot longer walk than I thought. And I wasn't happy about frozen bridges that we skated across:
You can't tell, but all up on the sides of the walk was thick mud. I should've gone to the bathroom again, but I didn't, because I didn't want to walk through the mud and speed the race with wet muddy shoes.
Ah the sweet site of the starting line!!!
We found our way among the 30,000 runners. But Joe had to run to find the drop bag location. I stayed put and waited.
I threw off my sweatshirt, but kept the gloves, and we prepared to head out. It would only take us 7 minutes from gun time to get across the start. I expected it to take much longer!