Running the Boston Marathon was one of the most incredible experiences of my life. I was on a runner’s high the whole time. I loved every minute of the race. I was soaking wet, my shoes were heavy, my hands were frozen making it really hard to grab water cups and unzip my spybelt for fuel, but I had a huge grin on my face as I made my way from Hopkinton to Boston. Carmen ran up next to me at the top Heartbreak Hill to ask me how the Newton hills were treating me. She probably didn’t expect me to be so giddy at this point in the race. Turning right on Hereford and left on Boylston was a moment I will never forget. As I ran to the finish line I thought about my first Cross Country meet in 6th grade, I thought about the hours I’d put into training, I though about the victims in the 2012 bombing, I thought about Uncle Eddy, a 2:44 marathoner who first introduced me to the idea of Boston, and I felt such gratitude for the support from my incredible friends and family.
Check out this video Mama took of me at mile 5.
To many, running Boston is a symbol of excellence in marathoning. With all the build up I wondered if it would live up to its high expectations. Boston was everything I expected and more. I felt so blessed to be there, and kept thinking about Shalane Flanagan, Desiree Linden, Lelisa Desisa, Meb Keflesighi, James Kelly (who I went to high school with), and all the other elites who were running the same course.
On race day I woke up with an awful sore throat, so Brent went out to CVS at 4AM to get me some cough drops. He earns MAJOR brownie points for that. Because of the wind, rain and my lingering cough I decided to run based on feel, rather that stick to a specific pace. I wanted to enjoy the course didn’t want to be a slave to my watch. I was eager to conquer Heartbreak Hill with a smile, and wanted to do my signature “bust out a fast 10K” at the end. It’s so much more fun that way. It took my friend Marianne’s advice and thanked a bunch of kids who were out on the course, high fived the entire line of Wellesley girls, and posed for the camera. At points in the race I got emotional, thinking about what a privilege it is to be on the course. I looked down at my watch everyone once in a while to make sure I wasn’t getting too excited and going out too fast. I noticed I was running a fairly consistent 7:45 and picked it up after the Newton Hills.
My playlist had some sort of divine intervention. At the bottom of Heartbreak Hill Fatboy Slim’s “Right Here, Right Now” powered me up. As soon as I entered Boston, “I’m Shipping Up to Boston” came on. When I turned right on Hereford, “Hall of Fame” was playing. OK, get ready for a zillion pictures. Pros and cons below. Although the idea of a con and Boston seems kinda weird.
- Best marathon expo I’ve ever been to. A runner’s dream.
- I loved the course. I enjoyed the rolling hills and I’m also a big fan of point-to-point courses.
- Wellesley girls made me so happy! Click the link for a video.
- Community support from all the little towns we ran through.
- Plenty of water stands.
- Seeing the CITGO sign for the first time.
- Love the race shirts.
- Beautiful, classic medal.
- Boston treats you like a celebrity.
- Late start? I personally liked having time to digest my breakfast and get ready for the run.
- Waiting around at Athletes’ Village.
- Crowded. Hard to push the pace if you had a strict time goal. But who goes to Boston with a strict time goal?
It was an incredible weekend, but I am happy to be back and happy to go back to school tomorrow. I love running, but I love my work just as much. Equitas Academy #3 planning resumes tomorrow!