The last I left you Brian and I were off to bed at the Hyatt Regency. I had an alarm set for 345am in order to eat a good breakfast and be able to digest before the run. Brian’s alarm was set for 5am.
I woke up around 3am on the morning of the marathon and thankfully was able to fall back to sleep for the next 45 minutes until my alarm went off. I hoped out of bed, grabbed my water bottle, banana, small thing of peanut butter, a greek yogurt and instant oatmeal that my mom and brought me and went into the bathroom so I could turn the light on. Since the room we had did not have a microwave or a fridge Brian and I had to get creative. We kept our yogurts in an ice bucket filled with ice and I used the coffee maker to have hot water to make my oatmeal. But hey, you gotta do what you gotta do! I drank an entire bottle of water while eating my meal and was back in bed trying to fall asleep at 4am. I laid in bed half asleep half thinking about the race for the next hour and 15 minutes.
Brian was up at that point and he showered and I helped make his oatmeal. Then I was able to shower and start putting on my marathon clothes. It was a surreal experience thinking about running the race in a few hours and also thinking about how it would all be over in just a few more hours. For those of you who are wondering, I was able to be fully digested before heading out the door at 6:20 to head to the start of the race. I would say for a first timer I timed that right.
Now here is where it gets a little interesting. As we left the hotel it was drizzling. Just a light rain. We walked the mile from the hotel to the area where the corrals were set up for the start of the race which was at the Museum of Natural History. We grabbed the little bottles of water they were handing out (they had fruit as well but we were all set) and then it was off to gear check to drop off our bags which of course they made you walk up a hill to get to the UPS trucks waiting in order of last name. This meant mine was at the exact opposite end of where Brian’s truck was. Then we hit up the port-a-potties that were set up at the top of the hill rather than fight the lines at the bottom.
That is another piece of advise I would give to runners – go to the bathrooms that are away from the crowds so you don’t have to wait as long and they also have been used less.
After that little stop it was starting to rain a little harder as it approached the 7:15 mark. The sun was also starting to rise behind the clouds – so at least it was no longer total darkness. We got to our corrals at about 7:20: Maddie, Maya, Kristy and I were in corral 17 while Brian was up in corral 2.
A corral for those of you that do not know in a race is the wave you start the race in. Each corral at least for this race started approximately 2 minutes behind the previous and each corral is set based on your projected finish time that you select.
My mom took pictures of us in our corral and getting ready to start. And then it was time to get serious as the corrals started to move each going at their own pace. And then it was on, the countdown for our corral, the start of the race, my heart was beating and I was at the start line. Everything I had worked for 18 weeks for was leading up to this moment….3….2….1….Stay tuned for the race!