Saturday morning I flew into San Francisco and headed straight to the expo. I was a San Francisco Marathon Ambassador for the second year in a row. This year, we had about 30 ambassadors from across the US, spreading the goodwill of the race and spreading awareness and boosting registration in our local area for an event that each of us already loved. I spent a few hours there, getting to know some of my fellow ambassadors (I had missed the Friday night ambassador dinner) as many of them were working the Tech Center portion of the expo. I also had the privilege to meet many other people who were previously just handles out in the Twitterverse!
Back to the hotel to relax a little and met up with Steph (@StephHahnTX) and Reneigh (@ReneighRuns), both of whom I met for the first time that day. Long time Twitter friends, first time "In Real Life" friends!
Then, dinner with friends Elaine (@trigirlruns42k), Sharon (@5dolla_Runna), Arlyne (@acokertx), and Arlyne's husband Brian. A 9 pm bedtime since there would be an early early wakeup of 3:50 am.
Race Morning4:45 am. The official photographers all jump on me as I walk towards the start line. Apparently, a girl in a tutu attracts a lot of attention!
Ran into fellow ambassador Charlie. Look at the difference in our bib numbers, and hence, our starting waves. Dude didn't sleep all night and yet would still run a 2:53 marathon, yeesh!
5:15 am. Hung out in the VIP area with the ambassadors. Eat a few nervous bites off the blueberry bagel half Alyssa (@diaryavgrunner) couldn't finish (LOL, we agreed it was silly to let it go to waste when neither of us could eat a whole bagel!).
5:30 am. Lauren (@RunningLaur) and I find the Worth The Hurt tent where Peter (@RussianBear) should be finishing his first marathon that he had started running (the course in reverse) at midnight. 40 athletes did the Worth The Hurt challenge, while raising money for several great charities. We didn't have much trouble getting back into that restricted area with a matching tutus that also matched the equally tutu-ed Russian Bear. LOL. You might remember Peter from my report last month at Western State 100, where we had both volunteered.
Peter was in the portalet line. He was super cranky, but I couldn't blame him. He had hardly slept since the previous morning (good for 100 miler exhaustion training but bad for attitude) and all the runners had gotten lost in Golden Gate Park at 3-4 am and he guessed he was now already at 28 miles for the morning. I forced a picture out of him, promising I wouldn't take another of us the rest of the time, but he still got pretty angry with me. While he was in the portalet, I told Lauren, "If he's like this the whole way, I won't be able to do this. I'll leave you." I was worried. I expected cranky, but not from the get-go, and my fear was 6 hours of it when I'm a pretty emotionally sensitive person. I was worried this was falling into the worst case scenario that was in my head.
|In between yelling at me, he did at least smile for the picture.|
We went to the very front of the Wave 5 start line that was coming next. Ultramarathoners could start in whatever wave they could get themselves to because they needed to be a little concerned to stay within the course time limit overall. We would stay to the right side as far as possible, and move to the sidewalk for walk breaks. Bart Yasso was emceeing with the announcer and spotted us up there. Peter got a big shoutout as the Russian Bear, Bart described our triple tutu power, and I got a shoutout by name too. Very fun!
After that it was pretty chill for a long while. Chit-chatty. A combo of run for a little bit then walk for a bit. Lauren and I took our jobs as friends / pacers / crew very seriously. Peter dictated the start/stop of runs and walks. But we might suggest a spot to start walking again, or ask if it was a good time to run again if it felt right. We'd remind him to drink. Hold a soda here, or a couple banana halfs there, and maybe fish out snacks/chews from the back of his pack now and then.
Peter was dreading the Golden Gate Bridge; for me, it's one of my favorite parts. I tend to love out-and-back portions and this is a LONG one. Unfortunately, unlike last year, the bridge was very foggy so minimal views. But Peter knew it would make him cold. The bridge is cold, and I always advise to keep a throwaway shirt on through this section. The fog made the bridge and air so wet, and it made footing on the bridge gratings a little nervewracking.
We got to yell to several other SF Marathon Ambassadors on the bridge who were heading back, I saw an old RRCA friend George but too late to say hi, saw my friend Patrick from Dallas pacing the 5:15 group, and then I ran into Dallas friend Maggie at the turnaround. On the way back, I was so thrilled that I had the chance to see my dear friend Elaine from Dallas, who was running the first half and decked out in a tiara since it was her birthday! To show how crowded it was and how late we saw each other, I missed friend Sharon next to her and she missed me.
Around mile 15, we passed the finish line for the first half marathon. They had moved left over finish line food over for us to take. Lauren offered me half of a Panera cinnamon scone. Yum, ultrarunners love real food during races!
A mile later as we approach the aid station, Peter needed his hydration pack refilled but wanted to keep his legs moving. Dutiful crew, Lauren held the pack, I opened and held the bladder, wonderful volunteer filled it up. But all this took time. So then the awkward quarter-mile sprint holding a hydration pack in one hand to catch back up to Peter. And what do you know there's an official photographer during that quarter-mile. The only official photos where I looked like I was booking it... in a tutu. :-)
|Walking with Laura, I met this nice guy, Chuck I think, who |
in talking about where we were from, he started listing off Dallas races
he had done. Turns out he ran the New Year's Eve race
of my New Years Double event. Small world!
At mile 25, we go around the outside of AT&T Park. What a mess! A Giants game was getting ready to start and there were lots of oblivious spectators milling about who didn't know there was a marathon going on. We looked like a funny group. The girls surrounding a guy in a tutu yelling "Runner coming! Move aside!" Peter was already 53 miles in. We weren't expecting him to start dodging spectators. Later I'm glad for the bodyguard role we took on. My friend Patrick told me after the race that he DID get tripped by a spectator and ended up taking a nasty fall!
|Still smiling with one mile left|
A 6:16 finish. 3:10 for the first 13.1 miles and then negative split the marathon with a 3:06 second half. Which also makes me all the more proud of Peter who had managed that consistency over the second half of 54 miles! And for myself, I came home to find our moving time of 5:44 (lots of aid station stops and potty breaks) was only 10 minutes slower than my time at the SF Marathon last year when it was my first race. It reiterated to me how far I had come in the last year. I was faster, my endurance was stronger. I'm still not fast, I still don't have the stamina of many, but I had improved MYSELF a lot over the last year!
And I know for some people it's all about the shirt and the medal, so closer up pictures of the two. This is the back of the shirt. The front had the race name big on it.
Sidenote: that night I powerwalked 3 miles (the long way) to dinner (Scoma's for Elaine's birthday celebration), and then 2 miles back to the hotel, to end the day at 31 miles!
Next up: A busy calendar ahead for me.
- My first 50 Mile race on September 8 at the Woodstock 50 in Michigan.
- Refocus completely on the bustle of race directing the Showdown Half Marathon on October 13.
- Palo Duro Canyon 50K October 19
- Rocky Raccoon 50K November 3
- Heading back to Cali! I just signed up for the San Francisco North Face Endurance Challenge 50K (although it may be a 50M if my spot in the wait list comes up!)
- One month off to race direct the New Years Double again this year.
- Finally, the Rocky Raccoon 50M in Huntsville, TX on February 3.