Boston Marathon Recap – Part I

The entire weekend has turned into such a blur. It was a flurry of activity from start to finish. And to think that the whole event even happened seems more like a dream at this point. I mean, I ran the Boston Marathon. I ran the Boston Marathon!

We woke up Monday morning planning on an early breakfast. And I’m glad that we did because it was just enough time to dress, eat, gather my stuff and head out to the busses. But as it turned out, our busses ran a bit behind schedule.

After I got on the bus and left my sisters behind, I met some great people from Atlanta, some of whom were injured themselves. And striking up conversations with them put me even more at ease.

“All the work came in qualifying for this,” one said. “Now just go out and enjoy it.”

Sound advice.

Because I more than enjoyed it.

(I did get to snap this photo of the Charles river with the crew teams hard at work from the bus window!)

The Charles River

The Charles River

Since one bus led to another bus which in turn led to Athlete’s Village, I arrived just in time to get into my starting corral. There was no time to meet up with my Facebook friends as I was so looking forward to doing. In fact, the entire weekend turned into a wash as far as that was concerned as I was never in the right place at the right time.

I was separated from my new found friends right from the start. They were in the corral in front of me, so I was on my own in corral 4. But there, again, were SO many wonderful people around. I completely forgot one of them snapped a photo of me at the start area.

In the starting corral

In the starting corral

And here is one I snapped of my starting corral.

Wave 3 Corral 4

Wave 3 Corral 4

It wasn’t long before I was discarding my blanket and my favorite ol’ Old Navy sweatshirt in the charity bag before the gun shot sounded and we were off.

Immediately, we were headed down hill, and immediately there were people on the sides of the street. It was hard not to get immediately caught up in the excitement. And people were already jockeying for their position. My leg hurt right off of the bat, but I kept repeating to myself…”Just enjoy this, Theresa…just enjoy it.”

And then the Runmeter comments began. Comment after comment after comment. It was glorious! I can’t thank my friends and family enough. I just LOVED hearing all of them. And I know she missed a few because there were SO MANY on my wall that didn’t get read. I never turned my music on or a podcast or anything. I just ran and listened to the comments, and listened to the crowd. And I got SO involved in everything that was happening around me.

Mile 1, mile 2…I knew there was going to be a facebook friend coming up…and I stayed to the left and looked and looked, but never spotted her. I really felt bad because I wanted to see them. But I also wanted to run on the right side of the road so that my left leg stayed a little higher than my right with the road grade.

Then I got a comment from my sister that I was going out way too fast. And I’m glad she told me that because I was so caught up in the excitement. I had to force myself to slow down…and fast.

And much like the first marathon I ran, Grandma’s Marathon last June, before I knew it, I was at the 10K mark and we crossed the first set of timing mats. A quarter of the way through. OK, maybe I got this. And it was almost time to fuel.

I decided to do this on the hour, since I could remember better that way. I grabbed a cup of water from a volunteer, and asked a sweet lady spectator to hold my cup while I pulled my Energybits out. I had them all counted and in small pill dose containers, clearly marked…I just had to remember which hour it was each time, which was no easy task! She was so sweet to hold that for me. I thanked her profusely and blessed her as I went on my way.

The best thing about running Boston was most definitely running through all the towns along the way. The support was phenomenal. And early on, I heard one spectator yell “Wave! Wave! How come no one is waving?” So I waved…and I made it my mission to wave as much as I could to the crowds. And I would yell “Thank you,” and wave my arm to get them to make some noise. And I knew I riled them up because they would get louder as I passed, my arms waving in the air. And they would yell my name if they saw it on my back or yell “GO, neon girl! GO!” It was amazing. And I was having the time of my life. And I had no idea how fast I was going because I lost track of all of it. I spent all of my time interacting with the crowds.

I loved it!

Then, was Natick. And the 15K mark (or 10 mile) and I heard Georgia reading my updates to Carol Ann on Facebook…and it made me smile because so many people were following me. I was so lucky to get so many great messages! They really pulled me through at just the right times.

It seemed like Natick was the longest town ever. I was running through there a long time! We ran through the town, past a few stop lights, villages, and over a lake. And a if I remember correctly, a few Dunkin’ Donut stores that smelled pretty darn good.

And then the Wellesley girls. OMG, how fun were they? They were throwing kisses, and cheering, and yelling. And I ran right passed them all with my hand out, high fiving as many as I could, blowing them kisses…thanking them. They were beautiful. They were all simply beautiful! There were men in front of me stopping for kisses so I had to work around them. But it was so stinkin’ fun. And at the end of the line of Wellesley girls, was one man with a sign that said “Free Hugs”, so I said, “I’m sweaty!” and he said “That’s OK!” and I got a hug from him.

And I kept thinking of a line my sister said earlier in the weekend. “Boston loves their marathon!”

That, they do. That, they do.

…to be continued.

 

14 Responses to Boston Marathon Recap – Part I

  1. what an experience!! so cool!

  2. To be continued?!! What a tease! Can’t wait to hear the rest.

  3. Ahhh I was there yesterday and it was AMAZING. My mom and I seriously want to run one day…I just don’t know how long it will be before we can qualify! Can’t wait to read the rest!

  4. Theresa says:

    Your excitement is obvious as I read this post! So proud of you.

  5. Gigi says:

    This is awesome…..

  6. Barb Hughes says:

    SO WONDERFUL for you and all of us who cheer you on. GO, Theresa! RUN like the wind! 😀

  7. Brian says:

    Very, VERY cool! Can’t wait for Part 2!!

  8. What an adventure! so awesome! You rock!!! Lookin’ forward to part 2! http://confessionsofanamateurathlete.blogspot.com/

  9. I got chills reading this, you are fantastic!

  10. Jan says:

    So, so awesome!!

  11. Bev says:

    I would have stopped at the donut smell! Ha!

  12. Thank you for sharing your story (so far! yes, a big ole teaser!) – what an amazing and fun experience!! that’s truly living in the moment!!

  13. […] running friends) who are hurt, or injured, or sick. And that brings me back to 2014, where my first Boston run was hampered by the stress fracture/reaction.  It always seems inevitable that being 100% at […]

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