If you don't like photos, stop reading this blog RIGHT NOW.
If you do, you are in for a real treat.
My Marathon Monday started at 5:55 am. Little d woke up, Mr. D took him upstairs and I slept another 45 minutes before I just couldn't sleep any longer and went ahead and got ready for my race. A 10:40 start time and a father in law who volunteered to take me to the start meant we got there at 9am, which left me only about an hour of fiddling around Athlete's Village. Super sunscreened up and started looking around for shade.
Me super excited when they finally called out my wave! Blue wave, corral #5...
And so began the herding....
All in, baby! LOVE this theme. Three port o potty breaks and I was headed out to the start!
Runner's crack... ALL FREE!!! I may have snagged a few goods here :)
Off we go! Longest .75 mile walk of my life. No stopping.
Corral #5! Whoop whoop!
Once we could see the starting line, the cameras started rolling and everyone went nuts!!!
Spectators lining the pre-starting line... hardcore.
Had to save it all for once the chip started timing.
Garmin was set, it was hot but I was breathing easy and actually had to slow myself waaaaay down since with the crowds and excitement I was clocking less than 9 minute miles and it felt like cake but I knew the feeling would not last. Spectators were EVERYwhere the eye could see!!!
Fastest mile ever. Meaning I couldn't believe it came and went so fast.
Sometime between miles 2 and 3, I saw this guy: Teddy Bruschi!! Love him!!
What a stud. Too bad I had to pass him!
It was a good feeling. I felt good.
Wellesley with of course the Girls. No screaming, but cheering and hilarious signs.
So so fun. And I did put my name on my race shirt, so I had all these girls cat calling me... hilarious!!
I never hit a wall but I did start listening to music from about mile 13-17. I felt awful, every step felt like I was going so slow I was going backwards. After mile 16 I started hitting up every single water and gatorade station. That would be every mile. The first half I was only taking water and food at a hungry/as needed basis. Which was not very often. The farther into the race that I got, the more people I saw dropping to the side of the streets for whatever reason. Spectators were AMAZING and were passing out ice cold drinks, cookies, oranges, candy, and whatnot, not to mention hosing us down every chance they could get! Sure it was a blazing hot marathon, but the spectators understood how difficult that was for us marathoners and I have never heard so many words of encouragement in my life. Also they had a caffeinated chocolate Gu waiting for me, which really boosted my energy!
Spectators lined the streets like this all the way into Boston!! Crazy!!
I took this once I saw the finish line directly in front of me... I was on cloud nine!! I was in view of the finish line and saw I could get in around 5:05 and was racing in (I don't know how people were walking into the finish!! There were SO many people and was so much excitement) as fast as I could!!
Yes, I got my own athlete alerts while I was running.
Slowing overall one minute per mile during 26.2 miles is not too bad in my book.
Especially since I WALKED through every single water station the last 8 miles.
Only walking I really did by the way... I think I registered it as about 9 minutes of the race I was not running and either walking or stopped with family or stretching. Running the Newton hills and Heartbreak Hills was probably my favorite part.
Cousin Haley came from her high tower at work to see me after the finish!! Love her.
Speaking of awesome sibs, my favorite picture of DK probably ever...
Love my superfans.
Glad I made the hubby proud :)
And some of my favorite signs during the race:
(not my pictures but I found them on instagram)
This was the BEST
Also loved "your feet hurt because you're kicking so much ASSphalt!"
Poster from some of my superfans
(I'm making this extra large so you can see where little d did some drawings)
And my sprint to the finish!!! (and only photo I may actually consider purchasing)
Such a crazy contrast to my pre-race pic, which felt an awful lot like School Picture Day:
Winner Winner Chicken Dinner. The (bloated) face of a champion of the road,
full of water and gatorade and sunscreen.
Off to my next feat... Cape Cod Ragnar in three weeks!