5am: I get up. My nephew hurt his back, and can’t go. I pick up Laura (above) at 6am, and we are on our way. I have left all the directions on my Dad’s computer, so I go to plan B: Ask Twitter…one of the girls gives me directions, and we arrive in the beautiful part of town, and after driving around, get our shirts and wonder…what are we supposed to do?
6:45: Still wondering
6:46: A truck arrives, and we are soon to transform an empty street into a water station. Tables, cups, jugs of water. The Disney IronMan/Triathalon team is there, and we start visiting. I’m noticing a LOT of Phillipine people. A LOT. Turns out, they are a fraternity from a college in the Phillipines, and have only missed one marathon. I thought I knew what to do, but I just shut up, and let them direct me.
7:45ish? The Wheelchair Racers arrive. Amazing, and moving. One of the guys stopped and I massaged his forearms. The cool think about Mile 20, is it’s a climb to get there, then you are looking downhill. We watched the marathon video last night, and know that the last 5 miles is a steady uphill, but we say nothing.
I have no idea of times next.
We see helicopters. They are getting closer, so we know the elites are getting closer. Watching them round that curve was inspirational. The elites have their own water table, and a couple of them missed their bottles. Heartbreaking. They were moving.
There were groups:
- Fast runners. The ones who have run a LOT before
- Fast runners, walkers.
I rubbed muscles of random runners, walked a girl down. She started bawling. I told her look: this last 10K is a short run you might do on a Wednesday. She is crying hard, and I try to get her moving. A lot of green vested kids from a running club, and Dominic…who is also crying, and I put my arm around his shoulder. He says, “I am just so tired. I can’t do it.” Little pep talk…walked for awhile.
I am so grateful to have done this. I watched you all. I was looking for a few Tweeters, and saw Paul and rubbed water into his dreadlocks. I just started following him this week, so it was cool to see him. I looked for Billy especially because I’ve been reading him for awhile. I heard he got a hair cut, but I couldn’t find him.
Tons of runners, all at once. Some I missed, some I nailed with a perfect handoff.
All. Powerful. I am thrilled and honored…and humbled.
Great job everyone!