I really wish I could say that I ran the whole marathon, but I didn’t. I ran on a relay team and I was the finisher. I ran a 10K – and WHEW was I proud of myself. It was my longest race distance and I feel that I finished in great time. I also tried GU for the first time. “Fifteen before and every forty five” is a good idea – except when your only choice is strawberry banana. I felt a little guilty taking this GU as I was not running the full marathon, but someone threw it at me as I waited for the ankle chip to be run in from leg 4, so I took it and ate it. Strawberry banana GU is not good. I wish someone would have thrown grape GU. I hope they MAKE grape GU – it would be much better.
There were several other things about this experience that I feel I must comment on. Thank you to all who came to cheer….EXCEPT blond curly-haired mid twenties guys who we will name Rude Cheerer. Here’s the problem. When you cheer, regardless of who is coming by, you should always say “Go Runners!” Your cheer for me was rude, and it did not help me at all when I hear three consecutive “Go Runners” followed by a “Go Walker…” I literally stopped running right in front of you…you saw me running, and then saw me slow to a walk for maybe 20 seconds. “Go Walker” is not nice, nor did it motivate me to do anything but be annoyed and vow to talk bad about you on my blog.
Luckily after Rude Cheerer, I was passed by encountered The Barefoot Runner. I’ve heard of this amazing creature, and am pretty sure I saw you training at a local high school. I’m sorry that I yelled “The Barefoot Runner – I saw him!” but I had my iPod on and wasn’t thinking. I have a rather TERRIBLE case of verbal diarrhea. Just ask George Brett. Or Billy Butler. Anyway, regardless of your amazing accomplishment I really don’t think it’s a good idea to round the corner onto The Paseo and yell out “I love the hood.” No one in “the hood” cares that you love it, regardless of your shoe status. Not smart. Not smart.
Once the Barefoot Runner went along on his merry way, I was stuck with Orange Shirt with No Bib, (Are you allowed to just join in? with NO bib? That would have totally saved me money!), Bright Yellow Guy, and BFFs. OSWNB (Orange Shirt with No Bib) and I had a great thing going. He tested all the random snacks that non-volunteer people brought out, and if he didn’t choke or fall over, then I knew I should have some, too. Good call on the GummieBears, OSWNB. Bright Yellow Guy was good for me for a bit, too. I stayed right behind him, almost like I was “speed ghosting”. But then he stopped and started walking. I wasn’t about to risk another hearty cheer for Rude Cheerer, so I pushed on past Bright Yellow Guy and hoped he didn’t get a “Go Walker”, too. BFFs, I have to say, I’m kinda disappointed in you. I realize I only ran 6.2 miles with you, but I assumed you had been running the entire marathon side by side. Why did you ditch your friend in the last mile? It was a good testament to friendships everywhere, and it made me glad that my friends Lady Gaga, Rihanna, Britney, and Three Dog Night didn’t have the option of leaving me. I ALWAYS charge the iPod.
The best part is obviously at the end. I never really had the desire to run a full marathon before until I got to the finish line. People cheering for you (as long as you write your name on your bib, DANG IT!), tears, laughter, fist pumps, claps, etc. But I would ditch all that, and seriously think about running 26.2 miles because I REALLY want to be given the shiny foil cape! Oh what fun those were! They crinkle so loud and look so pretty all over the place. Do they give those out at every marathon? If so, I’m grabbing OSWNB and we’re headed out.