When I reached out to Anne-Marie I thought it best I send along links for the two stories about me leading up to the NYC Marathon.
New York Magazine
Fox News Story
Sue and I discussed the best way to try and travel down to the race as Sue and Owen were both hoping to come and watch me at different points on the course. I certainly was not expecting them to come down for the entire day while at the same time I was not wanting to have to drive myself home after the race either.
I knew that a fellow triathlete I know, Donna Furse, who races with QT2 lives in Manchester and was doing the race as well. I reached out and asked and she said she would be happy to have the company to drive down to the race. Donna also let me in on some additional info. It seems the race organizers had decided to allow people to start an hour early (at 7pm) if they were worried about making the 6 hour cut-off. I went so far as to ask people online about whether or not I should start early. I would say it turned out to be about a 60-40 split in favor of starting early. I could think of many reasons to take the extra hour and in the end I decided to do so. In the end, there are about 8 or 9 of us who started at 7AM.
Leading up to my prep for the race, I ended up deciding to do a mini ramp-up with a 10 mile run the week before the race and then keep all the other runs to between 4-6 miles. The week prior to the race I decided to take part in the R11A 5K. This honored Rich Angelo who was a member of the Fitwerx triathlon team who died unexpectantly during the swim portion of the USA Triathlon National Championships in Burlington, VT. Rich was a dear friend of a number of triathletes I know in the area and he was also a beloved father, brother and son to a loving area family.
The race went better than expected as it was a very hilly course and I was able to average 12:07min/mile over the 2.8 mile (a wee bit short) course. I stuck around for the award ceremony and then headed home to finish up about 7 miles on my own.
As race day approached I was trying to figure out the terrain of the course. The elevation was described as "some rolling hills" and there were also two spots of running on packed dirt roads. The weather was looking like clear skies but coolish temps.
|On the bus!|
We arrived at the drop-off spot a little before 6AM and waited for the shuttle (yellow school) bus to take us to the race start. It was starting to feel a little weird that so much of the race was going to be in a state park yet it would be ending in a strip mall.
When we got to the start line I was rushed to get ready and head to the starting line. I had decided to run in shorts but keep the compression sleeves in my calves. I wore three t-shirts and a long sleeved shirt as well. I ended up with a visor (instead of a toque) and no gloves. The temp in the park as still in the high 20's but the sun was coming up and there was no wind. I was certain once I got moving all would be fine.
|At the 7AM start!|
I also decided to run without music. So much of my recent training was done listening to my body, especially my breathing, and I felt it would really work out better that way. Without much of a crowd to worry about it did seem lonely AT TIMES, but since I trained that way, I was used to it. The only real fans were at water stops and at the marathon relay transfer areas.
Except for miles 5 to 6 and then 7 to 8, most of course consisted of rolling hills. The course was a lot hillier than I had expected, according to the description online and the mapymyrun site. With my GPS and google maps it turned out there was close to 1000ft of climbing and descending. When I checked a few sites regarding the NYC Marathon, that race has about 800ft of climbing (mostly on the bridges).
I did not start getting passed by the 8AM runners until just before mile 8. That ended up being a little later than I had expected. For the first 8 miles I was averaging 13:10 min/mile, which was faster than planned, but all seemed real good at this point. Once I started getting passed I knew that would mean a steady stream of runners would be passing me the rest of the morning. I would certainly enjoy being cheered, but cheering them on as well.
I got my first glimpse of Sue and Owen between mile 10 and 11. At that point, all was going according to plan. My pace was good and temps at that time were warming up, but I was not HOT at all. I got a nice hug and kiss from both of them and kept on going.
Once I reached 13.1 miles (1/2 marathon distance) my watch read 2:53:39, and all was well. I had a 6 or so minute buffer built up at this point and could start to ease up a bit. The climbing at this point was pretty consistent.
|Feeling OK! (Capstone Photo)|
The climbing was NOT IN MY HEAD. Through the first 14 miles or so we had been averaging about 30 or so feet of climbing per mile. Mile 16 was 60 feet of climb with 70 of descent,. Mile 17 had 60 feet of descent.
My knees, quads, and hamstrings were starting to get sore, not tight, just sore. Again, I saw Sue and Owen between miles 17 and 18 and at this point I had calculated I would probably not make my 6 hour goal. I took off my long sleeve shirt and gave it to Sue and continued on.
My pace at this time was slowing to close to 15 min/mile. And then I hit mile 19 with 85 feet of ascent. Now I know, these GPS devices can be inaccurate. But my watch was confirming what my body was feeling.
And then, I hit the WALL around mile 20. Nutrition did not seem like a concern but something inside of my body was telling me to give up the running and simply walk the remaining 6+ miles. That voice lasted for about 2 minutes. And then I remembered, Katie Lynch, Jim Logan, the Hoyts, Sue and Owen and all those insensitive knobs who yelled things out of their car windows as I trained, And I started to run again. My lungs could not handle to 3 to 1 run to walk, so I started to follow the electrical poles. I would walk to a pole and then run between 2 or 3 of them and then walk to the next one. That worked for most of the rest of the race. The two stretches of dirt road on the course were not easy either. I was doing my best to avoid the small potholes, so a lot along those roads was shuffling instead of running.
We exited the park just before mile 25 and I knew this quest would soon be over. As I neared the finish chute I could here people yelling, "He's coming!". I turned the corner into the small parking lot at the strip mall where were to finish, which was so different from the miles and miles in the park.
Sue and Owen were there and I crossed the line running as much as I could. A big hug for both Sue and Owen and all I could do was look at Sue and start crying. All I remember saying to her was, "That was SO HARD!".
|At the Finish! 26.2 miles DONE.|
My finish time was 6:20:07. When I think about that, I finished less than a minute per mile slower than I had hoped for. My goal was 13:44 per mile and I ended up with 14:18 per mile. When I think about how much hillier that course turned out to be, I was totally satisfied with my finish. It only took me less than 48 hours to starting thinking, when is the next one.
|What a support crew! Owen's sign says, "My Dad Just Did a Marathon"|
Funny thing, 4 days later I would travel back to Andover to race in the Feaster Five again. There would be more than 10,000 runners here and I ended up RUNNING the 5K and finished in 41:53. Very close to my average 5K time. Nothing beats running with Joan Benoit, Bill Rodgers, and the Hoyts.
|Start of the Feaster Five|
|Look over on the right hand side. Just 4 days post-marathon|