Alright, time for all the rest of the details!! (Continued from the pre-marathon fun here.)
We woke up to wind and cold, as predicted, with 100% chance of rain by 1:00 pm (when I’d be hitting the halfway mark). I woke up by 4 or 5 am but didn’t get out of bed until 6. I pumped and ate two pieces of toast with peanut butter and a banana.
I opted for an extra long sleeved shirt under my Stonyfield tank (feel like temps were supposed to be in the 30s and I’m always cold!) plus arm warmers and shorts with Procompression socks. I added a throwaway long sleeve cotton shirt, jacket, pants and wore my orange poncho, gloves, ear warmers, and a hat and I was STILL freezing at the start!!
I took an Uber (love those!) to the bus loading spot on the Boston Common and had no traffic.
Rachel, Jill and I loaded the bus around 9 and arrived at Hopkinton almost an hour later.
Our start time was 11:15, so we met up with Angela and huddled in the tent. I ate a chocolate chip Clif bar on the bus and another banana under the tent.
We started walking to our corral before long, and only had 10-15 minutes to wait before we started.
I kept the outer jacket shell and pants on for the first 5 miles of the race until I finally warmed up. But I kept the poncho on the entire race… that was not the plan, but it kept me dry and comfortable, so I went with it! I was thankful for the extra yellow shirt under my tank, too, as crazy as I looked.
I stated in my Boston goals that this was not going to be a pr race- I wanted to soak it all up. Angela and I decided to run together.
The first mile or two were slow, as we were stuck behind charity runners, but after lots of weaving and passing, we settled in and hit a few miles around 7:45 pace. (I was relying on Angela for data- I ran without my watch for the first time ever!)
We continued along at a decent pace until out of nowhere, Angela’s ankle gave her a stabbing pain. We stopped so she could stretch it and we tried again. Nope- still painful. We found a port-a-pot and I jumped in (too much water at the start!) while she tried to walk it off. We continued another mile or so with a few walking breaks but I think we both knew it was not looking good.
Just as she was realizing she had to stop, we saw a medical tent around mile 8. I walked over with her, gave her a hug, felt HORRIBLE (what can ya do? these things are so out of our control!!) and then continued on.
My quads cramped up a bit (maybe from the air squat over the port-o-pot?) so I reminded myself I was here to enjoy it and take it easy. The first half had some great spectators but mile 13 is when things really got fun. I heard the Wellesley girls screaming from a mile away (as everyone said I would!) and started to smile and I don’t think I stopped until I crossed the finish line!
The guy in front of me (yellow sleeve) stopped for a kiss
The entire second half was incredible- so much crowd support, the Wellesley and Newton hills I had read about, Heartbreak hill and finally the last few miles to the finish in downtown Boston.
I totally missed my husband at mile 13- but he caught the orange poncho going by!
The hills were not nearly as bad as I was expecting – but I was also thankful I was not aiming for a pr. I don’t think it would have happened on that course, especially with the rain and wind at times!
For the last 5 miles, I soaked it all up. I had a blast with the crowd- raising my hands and high fiving everyone I could! The crowds loved the interaction- maybe especially because there were so many people hurting around me who had slowed own to walk it in. I was thankful to have taken it easy and be smiling and feeling good all the way to the finish.
Right before the finish line!
My final time was 3:58, around a 9 minute pace, I think? Other than the first 10k or so, I kept a steady effort and ran very even splits. It’s my slowest marathon to date and even slower than I expected to run for an “easy” day but it was perfect. I’m not too sore and I got to fully enjoy each mile.
And that’s a wrap. Thank you Stonyfield… Boston- you were amazing!