Posted by: runsinthefamily | October 14, 2011

Off to the Races!

As the XC season winds down, I am looking for Sunday and late season races to run!  Here is the list I’m coming up with:

Oct 16th ( this Sunday, so not sure if this will work or not- I usually go to run on the trails with the team, but could possibly skip this week)  – the Bedford Rotary Veterans 10k

Oct 23rd – Dyslexia Dash 5k 

Oct 30th – Lakewood Pumpkin 5k

Nov 6th ( day after State meet!) Autumn Leaves 5 miles – this one is giving a hat and gloves instead of a tshirt – cute!

Nov 20th – Fall Classic ( half marathon or 5k)


Nov 24th – Turkey Trot!


There is another 5k on the Saturday after Thanksgiving, the Reindeer run in December, and the New Years Eve run I’m already signed up for on the 31st!  Here’s hoping for good weather!

Posted by: runsinthefamily | September 26, 2011

back again…

Creative title, huh?  It has been a while since I posted!  I had hoped to do a nice long buildup of mileage over the summer, but unfortunately circumstances got in the way.  I have been running, but not nearly as much as I originally planned.

However the cross country season is in full swing!  After starting out hot hot hot, we are in a stretch of rainy weather, which means mud!  Lots of mud.  This is a pic from one of my son’s meets:

And it has only gotten worse since that race.  Poor youngest DD ran in mud this past weekend also, and we are in for more rain today.  Lots of rain means slow times.  And rainy practices.  Our girls team has had rain for almost every Monday practice – Monday is our hard day, and we have run on the track rather than our grassy (and slippery) practice field more often than not.

Practicing with the team has been awesome  – even though my mileage isn’t up, and I’m certainly no where near the front of the pack, it is fun to run fast again.  5k training is where it is at for this fall!  Now I need to find a race…

I’m leaving you with a couple of links that have been inspiring me the last few weeks.  I need all the inspiration I can get right now.  The first is Anthony Famiglietti’s blog – he has been going through a rough time of his own, and I love his last paragraph of this blog entry:

“Many of you will never know the extent to my struggle this year.  I may never know yours either, but know this, we will all face seemingly endless storms in our life.  Everything we have worked for and all we use to define ourselves may get swept away with incredible swiftness.  Life may start to drown you.  Your head may barely pop above the wake to keep going.  You might get left bare and fully drained, but that is the time to fight the hardest.  For when the storm finally clears, you be left with all that matters and all that counts.  That is when you’ll feel most alive and that is when you will achieve the highest victory.

Man it feels good to run fast again.”

– from

Here is another blog – from Kristin Armstrong, who writes her blog on

I am thinking of starting off my day with a short morning run… I just need to get to bed earlier at night!

And finally, and hopefully some of my xc girls will see this – this tumblr blog has a mix of old Nike running ads and new inspirational photos:

Enjoy!  I promise to be back soon!

Posted by: runsinthefamily | May 17, 2011

Cleveland Marathon Race Report

First, the Expo on Saturday was fun!  I took DD Maggie, rushed over to the Expo after a morning track meet ( which had been rescheduled from Thursday because of thunderstorms) and we arrived in the parking lot just in time for a downpour.  After staying in the car waiting for the rain to subside for a bit, we made a mad dash through the parking lot to the entrance.  We met fellow bloggers Jodi, Jenn, Dave, and Sara, and Maggie took a picture of us:

We went through the expo, picking up the race packet ( with a bright pink shirt!) buying socks, collecting cards and samples, bags, and at the Second Sole booth I bought a pair of hot pink compression sock sleeves.  We found Anne Audain and Bill Rodgers signing autographs!

Fun!  We soon decided we had enough, and headed home.  Dinner that night was spaghetti with meat sauce and garlic bread, and then I was actually semi-smart and went to bed at a decent time.  Coach E was giving me a ride down to the marathon the next morning, and wanted to pick me up at 5:15am!  So I set my alarm for 4:30am.

The next morning was foggy and peaceful and dark!  We drove down only to discover the city had already started closing off streets for the marathon – we had been warned to get down there by 6am, but at 5:40ish there were already closures and we had to wind our way down.  Coach E had been given a VIP parking pass – he runs the marathon with the kids from Woodbury School running club running with him as a relay team, and Howard Mack’s child is in the running club this year!  I’m not sure we actually parked in VIP parking, but we walked down to the stadium to wait for the start.  I ate my PB& honey sandwich, drank lots of gatorade, and finally left Coach E and the kids to check my bag and make one last bathroom stop.  I walked through the stadium to find the start area, only to find it so crowded I couldn’t even get into the start area until after the race had started!  There were a bunch of us waiting on the side ready to hop in when there was an opening.  I saw the 3:50 group, jumped in behind them, and promptly lost them.  It was so crowded it felt impossible to try to stay with anyone – so I just tried to find my pace, and not loose too much energy weaving in and out of the crowd.  For some reason, I felt really nervous, like my heart was racing!  I tried to relax and calm down, but it took a couple miles before I finally felt better.  The crowd was amazing as we headed into the near West side, and I remembered Boston last year, how there were people lining the road and cheering the whole way.  The west side was like that.  Around mile 3 I realized I had too much gatorade and needed to make a pit stop – there were portapotties every mile or so, and I decided to wait until I saw some that didn’t have so many people in line!  Finally around mile 6 I found one, and felt much better after that.

I hadn’t worn my Garmin, I wasn’t sure how this marathon was going to go, and decided to rely on my regular sports watch instead.  So of course I don’t remember any splits!  I do know I was calculating how I was doing by multiplying by 9s- and I think I was on pace until around mile 15-16, where I felt my legs slowing down.  We were on a long stretch on Chester I think, heading for Martin Luther King drive, and I caught up to a runner mom I knew from Gesu.  She went ahead for a bit, then I caught up again, but then the 4 hour group came up to pass us and she was able to go with them.  I couldn’t.  I think I gave up a bit then, no walking, but my legs were hurting more than they should be at this point and I definitely slowed down.  I also realized I was starving!  I had safety-pinned 3 packs of sportbeans to my shorts, and had already eaten one pack at the one hour mark, but had forgotten to have more at the two hour mark.  So I opened a pack and ate them – grabbed some water at the waterstop and tried to chew, chew, chew.  The temperature must have dropped, because they were cold and hard to chew.  I walked till I finished the water, then started running again.  Now we were by Lake Erie, and the wind picked up.  I liked the bike path we were on, it seemed like it wasn’t too far until the finish, ( well, it was still a good 10k to go at this point, but I was trying to trick my mind into still running!) and I stayed with another woman for a while until we turned back to the city streets again, where she moved ahead and I slowed down.

Still, I kept going.  The morning had been cool, misty and foggy, but now it turned more windy.  I had seen the running club kids at different water stops waiting for Coach E to come running by so they could run their turn, and had passed two of the track girls at mile 18 – and I knew I was slowing down enough they might catch me.  I had also hoped to see my family at the 17 mile mark, or the 20 mile mark, but they hadn’t been there, so every intersection I looked for a familiar face.  Around mile 22.5 Coach E and the group caught up to me – he saw I was hurting, and told the track girls, Erin and Chloe, to stay with me and do whatever I needed.  And right after that I saw my family!!  I tried to pick up the pace, but my legs just didn’t want to.  Erin and Chloe stayed with me, talked with me, blocked the wind, and it was great.  I am sure I would have walked a lot if it wasn’t for them being there.  We got powerade at one last waterstop, but ran the rest of the way, although very slowly.  We saw the 24 mile mark, the 25 mile mark, then finally turned down the road to the 26 mile marker, and made the final turn to the finish.  We crossed the line, I got my medal, Erin got me a banana, we grabbed water and pretzels, I gave them both a hug and realized it had started raining hard!  The temperature must have really dropped at some point, and now it was windy, rainy, and cold.  We headed inside the stadium, said our goodbyes, and I went to get my bag and call my family.  Sitting down and changing out of my wet, cold shirt never felt so good.  Luckily I had put my rain jacket and a couple dry shirts in my bag, I needed them for the walk to the car.

Oh, and did I say what my time was?  My chip time is 4:13:09.  So even slower than my 4:12 at Boston last year.  What happened?  I’m not really sure, but I know I felt in great shape at the Shamrock marathon in March except for my hamstring and my horrible sinus cold.  I think trying to extend that to Cleveland didn’t really work for me, I’m not sure why.  Last week all I could think about was how I was going to train after the marathon was over!  I was really dreading running Cleveland, I just felt like I wouldn’t run as fast as I wanted.  But I am glad I did run, I am glad I finished.  Every marathon is a huge accomplishment, no matter how fast or how slow.

So what now?  Do I try and run another marathon before the Boston signup period to try and qualify for 2012?  I’m not sure – I would have to run another before registration closes on September 24th.  I’ll have to check to see if I can find one not too far away.  I think I’m going to try to build my mileage and concentrate on shorter races for a while, similar to Flo  – see this post and this post.   I don’t know. I guess I will see how it goes!

Posted by: runsinthefamily | May 8, 2011

One more week…

Finally!  The Rite Aid Cleveland marathon is one week from today.  I think I am most excited about the fact that at this time next Sunday I will be done!  It has been a long journey to this point – training all winter, treadmills, a failed attempt at Shamrock, more training, going out at 5k pace for a half marathon, more training, rain, cold, wet, more rain, and now today, finally, a beautiful spring day.  My legs are still tight, I’m nervous, worried, continually checking the weather, my training log, my 2009 training log ( from when I broke 4 hours at this race) – comparing notes, comparing schedules, comparing weather!  Finally, finally, finally, next week I will be done.

I’m planning ( as of right now, wait a minute, I might change my mind!) on running with the 3:50 pace group.  The race route has changed since I ran it in 2009, now we start up a hill (!!!!) and hopefully that will tone down my penchant for starting too fast.  I WILL stay with the pace group this time ( this is my mantra for this week – last time I did not, and they passed me at the 21 mile mark).  I WILL run a smart race!

This past week I actually ran a little less than I planned to – 3 track meets to assistant coach at will do that to a person.  Our league championship meets are this Tuesday and Thursday, so those days will be my planned days off for this week, and I will do 5 easy the other days – although I might switch Tuesday for Saturday, so I can take the day before the marathon off. ( or not, maybe an easy 3 that morning to shake out the legs?  What would you do?)  I’m planning on meeting bloggy friends at the expo on Saturday, and maybe for dinner that night too. ( pasta anyone?)

Sooooo – can’t wait!  Next week I will post my race report!

Here is a video of the new course courtesy of the Plain Dealer – our newspaper:

Posted by: runsinthefamily | April 19, 2011

What a week for running….

First – the always awe- inspiring Boston Marathon!  Even better this year with the addition of Joan Benoit Samuelson trying to qualify for the Olympic Trials at the age of 53.  (unfortunately she didn’t make it – but still had a great time.)  The tail-wind in Boston led to a fantastic race – fantastic times!  While Geoffrey Mutai doesn’t get the “world record” due to the net downhill, point-to-point Boston course, he certainly ran the fastest marathon of all time!  2:03:02!!!  Will we go under 2 hours in our lifetime?

Ryan Hall, finishing 4th- a new American Record!  2:04:59!!!   And then the awesome finish of the women’s race – Desiree Davila almost got the win!  She ran a smart, so smart race – Julie Threlkeld of Races like a Girl posted the best  analysis of the race I have read – go here to read what she says.  I love Kara Goucher, who doesn’t?  but wow- Desiree!   What a race!!!

Here’s a clip of the end:

Sorry – tried to post the clip, but it wouldn’t work.  Go to and look for the clip of the Boston Marathon titled Kilel is Women’s Champ.  It worked on my Google Chrome browser, Internet Explorer keeps wanting me to download Microsoft Silverlight. 

Now, this morning, the sad news of the passing of the great Grete Waitz.  She was the amazing runner from my youth – a pioneer of women’s running.  The nine time winner of the NYC marathon.  A dear friend of Fred Lebow of the NYRRC and the NYC marathon, who himself succumbed to cancer a few years ago.  The following is an article of their last race together:

Sports of The Times; Fred and Grete Win All of New York City
Published: November 2, 1992

HE could not leave it alone. Simply could not leave it alone. He did not get
it, that this New York City Marathon was all about him, all about Fred Lebow
and Grete Waitz running together, to celebrate his 60th birthday earlier
this year and his defiance of brain cancer.

The 25,000-plus other runners were stretching and going to the bathroom and
jumping in the morning chill and Finding that core of concentration that is
mandatory for the marathon. But Fred Lebow always has that force pounding
away inside him, so he did not need to retreat.

Instead, he pranced around the starting point at the bridge, giving
directions in his accent that has never quite lost the Transylvania. “Move
this rope. The bus should be further up.” And they obeyed him. They always
obey him.

His running partner, who had merely won this race nine times, was concerned
whether he could run 26 miles 385 yards after the chemotherapy in the last
two years. His own doctor was subtly trying to say it was not necessary that
Fred Lebow finish this race. And Fred Lebow darted around the finish line, a
slender man with a beard, under a lime-yellow cap, giving orders, copious

As soon as he stopped being in total control, the new arrangement at the
starting line would come loose, and male runners would surge ahead of the
clock, the worst start ever. Fred Lebow fretted about this, back with the
slow runners.

“We had to tell Fred to take off his jacket,” Waitz said later. “This was
after five minutes.”

Grete Waitz is not used to waiting five minutes to run, but this race was
special. She and Lebow and an entourage of around 10 friends took off at a
12-minute-mile pace, into Brooklyn, to see if Lebow could complete this race
for the first time since he turned it into a five-borough carnival.

He looked awful as he pitty-patted through Brooklyn. In his first 68
marathons, he had run in the mid three-hours at best, but now he walked
every couple of miles, on Waitz’s orders, moving his feet, the way he had
done in those first horrifying days in the cancer wing.

The crowds were out, families and bands and strangers, Koreans coming from
worship in a German Lutheran church, and at the corner of Cumberland and
Lafayette, a local named Spike Lee quietly waited for a glimpse of this man
of courage.

Lebow did not look from side to side, as most ordinary runners do in the
long middle miles. His face had the battle-fatigue look that James Jones
called ‘the thousand-mile stare.” But every so often he asked for the
walkie-talkie, to find out who was winning the race, and what had gone wrong
at the start.

They ran up Bedford Avenue, into the Williamsburg neighborhood of formally
dressed Satmar Hasidic men and women and children. Lebow used to shout from
the pace car, in Hebrew or Yiddish, imploring them to cheer for the runners,
and now some of them cheered the former Fred Lebowitz, who had escaped the
Holocaust, who had come to America, and now was running the race of his life.

“The people were fabulous,” Lebow would say later. “So many Hispanics. All
the people. This is what makes this city so fabulous.”

The crowds were huge on First Avenue but then came the lonely time, up
higher in Manhattan, when Lebow felt his knee ache. Waitz said later: “This
was the first time I really worried, when we both hit the wall. But Fred put
on a knee brace and he kept going.”

In Central Park, thousands of volunteers and city workers tended to the
weary finishers, but their hearts were with the frequent announcements:
“Fred is on the 21st mile. Fred is approaching the Park.” No two runners had
ever been anticipated so much, loved so much. “When we came into the park, I
got goose bumps,” Waitz would say.

Then they headed home, the motorcycles and support cars roaring into a side
chute, before Fred Lebow and Grete Waitz crossed the line together in
5:32.34. Willie Mtolo, who had won the race, had voluntarily stayed around
to hold one end of the special tape, and Mayor Dinkins held the other.

At the tape, Lebow and Waitz fell into a clinch, both of them crying,
surrounded by friends and family. Somebody reminded Lebow of his promise to
kiss the finish line, so he did it, but it was anticlimactic, after the
tears and the hugs. There have been many beautiful moments in the stadiums
and arenas of New York, but this moment, on a roadway in Central Park,
between a Romanian emigre and a Norwegian champion, could stand for all of them.

They were still crying after being whisked to a news conference. There were
his brothers, Simcha and Shlomo and Mike Lebowitz, and a sister, Sarah Katz,
and a dozen other family members. One of the women kissed Waitz and said in
pure New York: ‘You’re the best, Grete. You’re the best.”

For a man who had just run five and a half hours, Fred Lebow was still
loquacious. “I never realized that a marathon can be this long. Grete was
hurting, she was running so slow. I was hurting from running, period. ”

Later he said: “I never believed so many people would watch a miserable
runner two hours behind.”

Then Lebow asked his top assistant, Allan Steinfeld, what had gone wrong at
the start. The bedraggled runner did not look amused at the explanation.
This is what happens, his posture said, when you take one day off to run a race.

Photo: Grete Waitz and Fred Lebow crossing the finish line together. (Nancy
Siesel/The New York Times)

Posted by: runsinthefamily | April 17, 2011

And for all the Boston babes…

These were posted on facebook, but they are so good!  Actually great motivation for anyone … track girls, watch them!


I love Joanie!  She is so awesome- she was my idol for so long.  She is trying to qualify for the Olympic trials tomorrow at Boston at age 53- she needs a 2:46, let’s see if she can do it!

Edited to add:  this awesome quote, from this interview:

“You don’t have to run marathons to be a runner. Anybody can run.”

Posted by: runsinthefamily | April 17, 2011

Lots of updates! And yay, Katie!

I promised a race report from the half marathon that was, what, two weeks ago?  With Track in full swing my time is pretty much used up!  So here is a quicky race report :

The Towpath Half Marathon – I found out about it the day before, and decided to sign up because I needed to run 12 that day, and figured the race would be a great way to have a supported ( water stops, etc) run!  Of course, did I take advantage of the support?  Not really.  The day was cold but sunny, and the start was a wicked downhill – just long enough to really get everyone going.  Of course I went out too fast.  It was a downhill!  My first mile was 7:23.  Ooops.  I slowed down, but a little too much – 2miles passed at just around 16 minutes.  I kept up about a 8 :20 pace through about 9 miles – when it felt like all my strength just left me.  The fast start really did me in, and I dragged myself to the finish at 1:55:07.  It would have been nice ( and smart!) to NOT go out so fast, it wasn’t a 5k after all!  AND, I didn’t take any gels, I didn’t take any water or gatorade until mile 11- that wasn’t so smart either.  I need to learn that even when it is not hot weather, I still need to drink!

The shirt and medal are gorgeous!

Since the half, I’ve been training with the high school team – doing their speedwork too.  My hamstring has been pretty good – I’ve had to cut a few of the shorter sprints out, but mostly no problem, even though the weather hasn’t warmed up as much as we would like.  I’ve been doing my longer runs on Sundays, so the half was two weeks ago, I did 10 last week, and 16 today.  Next week ( Easter!) will probably be a 20, then another 16, and then it will be time to taper for the Cleveland Marathon!

Oldest DD Katie ran the Vienna Marathon today – she ran a 3:22:16!  I’m so happy for her!  She will be a senior at Boston College next year, and really wanted to officially qualify for and run the Boston Marathon.  And she did it!  I’m going to try to get her to write up a race report and post it here, but for now she is on her spring break and off to Scotland to visit a friend.

Youngest DD not only ran a 5k this morning, but then she had a track meet too!  Yay!  Way to go Maggie!

Posted by: runsinthefamily | April 4, 2011

Go UConn!

Will post tomorrow night – I ran a half marathon yesterday ~  total day -before decision, and ran it badly – started way too fast.

But for tonight – we’re watching basketball!   Go UConn!


Posted by: runsinthefamily | March 26, 2011

Spring, where are you?

It is cold here in Northeast Ohio – it went down into the teens last night!  This is the end of March, right?  Next week is April!  It is Track season!  I am so looking forward to warmer weather, heck, even the 40s at this point!

Since coming home on Monday, I’ve been running with the track team every day.  A bit gingerly, since I can still feel my hamstring, but I am running!  The cold weather and especially the cold wind isn’t helping, but with being careful, especially on starts and run outs, the running is going okay.  Tuesday was an easy 4+ miles, ( although at a faster pace than just plain easy), Wednesday was a track workout, a ladder, but cut short due to cold, wind, and rain, Thursday was their long run day, so an hour plus, and Friday was an easy almost 5 miles.    Then, today was a tempo workout.

I was a little worried about being able to run the workout today, because I could feel my leg when I woke up, and the run being in the morning rather than an afterschool time didn’t help either.  But we were very careful about warming up, and doing drills and stretching, all of which helped tremendously.  Coach E asked me to pace Sara, who has been working so hard all winter and getting faster, and I was a little worried I would not be able to stay with her – we had 3×1 mile at between 8:30 and 8:40 pace, which ordinarily would have been just fine, but between my leg and this darn sinus cold still hanging on I just wasn’t sure.

After run outs, we lined up and took off.  The pace felt good – I was worried we were too slow, but the first 400 showed we were actually too fast, and I was worried about wearing her out when we were just starting!  So I carefully eased it back, and the 800 showed we were still fast, but better.  Most importantly she was able to talk a bit about the wind, so I knew she was okay. Our first mile ended at 8:10 ~  faster than she had run for her cross-country pace last fall!  Our next mile ~8:12, and then, in spite of being tired, and the wind really kicking up, our last mile was 8:04!  I am so proud of her ~ she has come so far in one year, from a best of 26:55 for a 5k as a freshman, to now easily running just over 8 min/mile for an early season tempo!  She has worked so hard all this cold, hard, winter ~ I hope she will have a great track season!  Under 7 for a mile, here she comes!

Posted by: runsinthefamily | March 21, 2011

My 2nd ever DNF: Shamrock Marathon

Two weeks and a day before Shamrock,  I tweaked my right hamstring on my last long run, and hobbled ( ie walked!) home.  A massage, multiple ART appointments, rest days and finally a few running days later, I decided to go for it – we were off to the Shamrock Marathon in beautiful Virginia Beach, Virginia.   Unfortunately my body didn’t cooperate!  Just a few days before the marathon, I came down with a monster sinus cold/virus.  The day before we were to leave I seriously thought about canceling, but told myself – hey, it’s just a cold, how bad can it be?  I didn’t realize how much the cold would take away from my energy.

DH and I left Saturday morning for the race  – airplane flights when you have blocked sinuses?  No problem!  ( ugh – my ears now hurt).  Amid much coughing, sneezing and blowing of noses, we landed in Norfolk and made our way to our hotel and then the expo.  It was a beautiful day – sunny, warm, a little windy – but really, just perfect.  We were told the day before had set a record for temperature – 83° !  but the day of the marathon was supposed to be cloudy and in the 50s.  We picked up my number, did a little shopping, ( lots of gels and sports beans!) and then headed back to meet my friend Joe and his girlfriend for dinner.

Ah, dinner.  The food was fantastic – the wait was long!  We had reservations, but the restaurant was really overwhelmed by all the marathoners looking for pasta.  After dinner I had an early bedtime while DH watched some NCAA basketball.  With my body worn out from the cold, I had no problem falling asleep.

The next morning, I woke up around 6:40 and headed down to the lobby for breakfast.  The marathon starts at 8am – the half started at 7am(in the dark!).  I watched the sun rise over the ocean while eating my bagel – did I mention how our hotel room overlooked the ocean?  It was beautiful to see and hear the waves crashing on the shore – but oh, that means it’s windy!!  I hurried up to put on my running clothes and made my way down the street to the start.  Those first few steps outside – brrrr!  COLD and windy!  Yikes!  I had some cough drops and a packet of kleenex with me, an extra long sleeved tee to throw to DH when I saw him around 12 miles, but brrr – it was cold!  I made it to the starting area only to hear the race was delayed for 15 minutes – something about construction, never quite figured that out.  I found Joe, found the 4 hour pace group, got in the corral, and finally, finally, we were off.

The race first loops south, then back to the starting area and loops north.  I passed DH at the one mile mark by our hotel, and knew I would see him again by our hotel as we were looping back.  That first mile felt great – I felt strong, the pace seemed easy – I knew I was holding back, easily running with the pace group, thinking this was perfect.  But by mile 2 I was feeling the effects of the cold – I suddenly realized my head and my nose felt horrible, I felt dehydrated from all the blowing of my nose, and my energy was zapped – completely gone.  I just put my head down and stayed with the 4 hour group – there were a lot of us, and the two pacers were fun to listen to.  We went up and over a bridge – the only hill on the course from what I’ve been told – and headed south a bit more.  I grabbed some water at a water stop and fell a bit behind, but caught up again to the pacers after a bit.  Then, around mile 6 or so, I could feel my hamstring – not a twinge so much, but an awareness that it wasn’t happy.  The cold wind blowing on my legs kept them from warming up, and I think it was causing my hamstring to tighten up a bit.  Around mile 8 I had already decided it wasn’t my day – my hamstring was tightening up more, I could run, but I could tell it wasn’t going to last the entire race:  or if it did, I probably would be injured, and not able to run for most of the spring.  So I decided to stop at the halfway point.  Why at 13.1 miles?  I don’t know – I could have decided to stop at our hotel, around the 11.5 mile mark, but knowing I at least lasted a half marathon made me feel better.

I saw my husband around mile 11 and let him know what was going on.  I almost changed my mind – but knowing my goal is to requalify for Boston next year, I’ve already finished enough of these dang races to know what that feels like -and knowing stopping would give me another chance this spring, I walked off the course just after the 13 mile mark.

I generally feel pretty good about my decision – my legs feel fantastic today, I’m not sore one iota – but I kinda wish I had finished to get the medal to show my daughter!  It really was a beautiful marathon, a beautiful town – I will definitely go back one day.  Meanwhile, a marathon on May 15th is calling my name!

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