Patriot's Day - this is a Massachusetts holiday and the Boston Marathon is a tradition. the say over 1 million people come out to watch and after running today, I believe it. The course was lined from start to finish with spectators. In some area's the crowds were 3-4 people deep. Grandstands, bands, cheering, an amazing event. If you have ever run The Bay to Breakers, this is very much like it, except for the fact that you have to run 26.2 miles, not 7.5.
I had to be in downtown Boston to catch the buses out to Hopkinton by 6 am. Moving 26,000 people is a huge undertaking but the race organizers have this down. My wife Paula got me to the buses at exactly 6 am and I was on a bus within 10 minutes. I heard later that some people waited 45 minutes to get on a bus. The ride out to Opinion took about 45 minutes and sat next to a fellow runner Dan from New jersey. We ended up hanging out together at the high school where we waited the 3 hours before the start.


temperature was in the high 30's while waiting. Porta Pottie lines took 40 minutes. I was in corral 13 in the first wave which meant I had 13,000 runners ahead of me. It took almost 15 minutes to cross the start line. It was really crowded running for the first 3 miles and the pace was dictated by the people in front. No room for moving around but everyone was in great spirits.
the next 10 miles were fairly uneventful. I ran my pace which slowly but surely picked with the additional room on the road. My heart rate was low throughout these miles and I stayed on task of drinking water and Gatorade that was offered every mile as well as the gel and carbohydrate product I carried with me.
Right before the 1/2 marathon point we pass through Wellesley and pass right in front of Wellesley College which is an all women's Liberal Arts college. This co-eds were lined up for almost a half mile and were screaming at the top of their lungs. It was incredible! You could hear them a mile away!
I passed the 1/2 marathon point exactly where i thought I should be 1:40:33! things were going really well with the exception of a blister I felt coming on at mile 8 or so. Blisters have never bothered my in the past, but this one felt like a dozy. Maybe the socks I chose were too thick.
At mile 15 I finally saw my family.






So everything was going according to plan, and then.......... I started to cramp, a little. My blister popped but it felt like I had stepped in a puddle. Yikes.
The next few miles were difficult and I was reassessing my goal time, but I was still within the 10 minute finish time I had set for myself.
when you hit the town of Newton at mile 18 or so there is a series of 3 hills which for me should have been no big deal because of tall the trail races and training I had been doing, but these were really difficult. My legs wouldn't move and I had to walk up each hill. the downhills were even worse.
I struggled through the last few miles and finish just under 4 hrs. It was painful but still satisfying to finish such a great race with so many people watching.
After finishing I limped to the area where my bag of clothes were and then went to find my family. they were very close to the finish line which was what seemed like 12 blocks from where I was.



After finding the group we slowly walked over to some sports bar pub and while waiting for the table , I assessed the damaged to my toes and just sat there! Wow, that really hurt. I am glad I finished and got to expirence the greatest marathon on the planet.