Because I was running my first
be there, I started to write down what I remembered about the day so that I could share it
with them. It's a little stream of conscious (or unconscious, as I told Louise...) but some
of it's pretty funny. What an incredible day and what awesome support and friendship
among all the MERMS!
of my team at 5:30 a.m.
to line up for the bus, to waiting in
little cold but OK with all the layers - even the loooooong porto-san lines…
When we lined up at the start and you looked up at the bridge, there was a sea of people
already on it. The
would be. And then the crowds and the bands – and I was determined to enjoy it all and not
stress about it, which
turned out to be pretty easy to do – and
And what a kick hitting
the half mark on the
the crowds, I just felt
SO strong! I had three sets of people
didn't connect up with any of them, which was a little disappointing, but hey...
I was feeling really pretty good until about Mile 21, when I became aware that my legs
were really hurting! I mean they may have been hurting before then, but I didn't notice.
Anyway, just as we came around a corner heading off that last bridge, some guy had a
really loud boom box that was playing "Hey Mr. Postman." Well, I just started singing with it.
There I am running and singing HEY HEY wait a minute, Mr. Postmaaaan... A couple of other
people joined in and we made it thru that mile! Then I walked/ran on Fifth – saw friends Elyse
and Joan at about 116th
maybe - that gave me a real lift - felt better - then at
friend Vera, who was on the other side of the street from the Park jumps the barricade and
runs over to me. It was SO GOOD TO SEE HER!!!! A cop tried to stop her, but this broad
wasn't having any! Her husband was in stitches but got a good photo of us, I think! She gave
me a big hug and ran with me into the Park at 90th. And then I saw my friends Linda & Donna,
who had cooked this
incredible pasta dinner the night before, on
a big hug, and then saw Linda Dixon a little farther up – kind of just before going into the Park,
I think – and it felt like a big party. I saw that last hill, thought jeez, and then before I knew it
I was over the finish line - I didn't even FEEL the hill at all! Then of course was totally freezing
on the way to get my bag which was about a mile away, but it was fine! Met Lype thru about
4 cell phones all communicating with each other and Mary Jane Wright’s husband Byron, who
was with Lype. Turns out he was right across the street from me!
We headed out to Fiorellos (took almost as long to get there by bus as it did to run the 26 miles!)
and met up with 10 amazing and supportive friends (MJ, Byron, Vera, Jim, Linda, Donna, Margie,
Lynne, Amy, and MariEileen) for good food, good wine, chocolate mousse, and lots of celebration!