pre-start: so this is staten island. uhoh...serious mayhem at baggage trucks.
the start: no idea where i'm supposed to be. how about i just scoot in right here.
mile 1: verrazano-narrows bridge--feels like we're on top of the world.
mile 2: cramps...
mile 3: ...not going away...
mile 4: to the man in bayridge who was handing out bananas..thank you!
mile 7: familiar territory...and familiar faces! thank goodness for friends (mel and olive, marathon groupies)!
mile 8-9: checking out neighborhoods...cute!
mile 10: not so cute
mile 12: trip (over nothing but the ground) and fall, no, skid flat on my face...
mile 15: completely miss marris and erin while preparing to go on scary looking bridge
mile 16: come out of the bridge downhill, greeted by manhattan welcome signs and loud first ave crowds=feeling good!
mile 17: starting to feel not so good...as if on cue, karen and maureen appear! hooray!
mile 18: yell my coworker's name at the powerbar gel station as i go by...she's not paying attention.
mile 20-21: less crowds up here
mile 23: not seeing any friends (next year i'm writing my name all over my shirt).
mile 24: finally in central park (with gel #7 in hand)
mile 26: sprinting
.2: slowing...800 meters to go?! i always forget that...trying to sprint...again.
the finish line!
off to get bloody knees cleaned up...
the day after:
roommate bursts out laughing as she sees me hobble upstairs like an old woman (and yes, while clutching the railing). it hurts to even look at stairs.
2 comments:
YEAH!!!! Go Mare Bear! I was thinking about you as I watched Paula Radcliff crossing the finish line. The marathon, and whatever you did to get through it,will be your metaphor for success in so many areas of life. CONGRATS on a job well done!
you are AMAZING for having finished this feat. i admire you for your determination! i hope your co-workers like you now, by the way. your food sure wins me over every time. how 'bout some guac?
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