The day began early with a 5am wakeup. It started well with all of us pumped up and full of smiles. Why not? It's a huge marathon and the culmination of all that running. As a sign in Niketown said "Sunday is really a victory lap." As we walked to Grant Park, other runners joined us and I began to get my feelings for the race together. I sported my PSU singlet and race ready shorts with the yellow hat. No need for a sweatshirt as it was 67 degrees as we headed over.
7:30am came and I headed over to my corral. The gun went off and within 2:30 mins I was crossing the start line and descending on the city of Chicago. I knew EV was out there cheering as well as one of my clients. I tried to envision breaking the race down into small chunks to get to my cheering support.
What do I remember from the race? I remember seeing EV 3x including by the finish line! I remember Boystown and the guy cheerleaders! I remember the Mexican section of town. The cowbells! Chinatown. The people that had bags of ice at about mile 22 (lifesavers as temps rose to the mid 80s!).
Well there is a second thing. I'll take the opportunity to state that I have signed up for the Philadelphia Marathon on November 23. Whether or not this is a smart decision, we'll see. I will say I'm not as beat up as I was after Steamtown last year. I knew at about mile 10 it wasn't my day so it became a standard 26.2 training run through Chicago. When I realized 3:40 wasn't happening, I slowed because would I rather miss by 6 minutes or 26 with the chance to try again?
That's all I've got on this one. There's not a great story to tell and I don't want to talk about a "training" run any further. See you in Philly!