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<\/a><\/p>\nDespite there being 30,000+ runners at Boston, I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised to hear a superfast and everywhere runner pal Brian Wright call me out as I exited the metro station.\u00a0 He had paid the $80 to ride the Marathon Maniac luxury bus; me?\u00a0 I was happy to skip that expense and just ride the big yellow school buses out to Athlete’s Village.<\/p>\n
I slept most of the way, having gotten a bit of a restless sleep the night before.\u00a0 Part of that is just the typical nerves before any marathon.\u00a0 Despite having done a number of these types of things, I still freak out that I’ll sleep through my alarm and miss getting to the start.\u00a0 But adding to the night’s challenges, apparently a cyclist group does the Marathon Route at 2 AM and folks were out cheering them on.\u00a0 I love Steve’s place and it is literally at the mile 23 marker, but, man, the one drawback was hearing these neon lit cyclists whizzing past and a smattering of crowd noise a scant two hours before I had to be up.<\/p>\n And despite dozing in that head constantly knocking the window thing that happens on trains, planes, and buses, I actually did feel a bit more awake once we hit Athlete’s Village.\u00a0 Maybe the adrenaline was kicking in.\u00a0 And though I was grumbling about the 10 AM start of the race and the requirement to catch a 6 AM bus, I was kinda glad I did as it afforded me a chance to get a bunch of shots around the place before it got packed with runners… and then to take some more shots as the masses congregated.<\/p>\n Athletes’ Village:<\/em><\/p>\n Having been released from the Village to make the long trek to the Starting Corrals, this was the last toilet stop before the race.<\/p>\n The Starting Corrals:<\/em><\/p>\n In 2012, I ran on a charity bib from Boston Children’s Hospital.\u00a0 As part of the team, I got to hang out at their official starting HQ, the John Warren Masonic Lodge.\u00a0 This time, having qualified on my own, I felt a 7 deadly sin swelling of selfish pride… albeit I missed the gluttonous spread at that lodge!<\/p>\n Slowly as the jets go flying over… Times have changed — there were spotters and snipers on buildings looking out for suspicious activity and the race announcer had to warn us that there’d be a flyby sendoff so we didn’t freak out thinking we’d gone to war with North Korea.\u00a0 He said the scary thing was the jets, which would fly over the entire course route, would make the trip in just over 4 minutes.\u00a0 I’m not sure *that’s* the scary part… I suppose he was trying to give us perspective on our own journey that was about to start.\u00a0 And give the guy some leeway — he’d been live announcing for hours trying to keep people apprised of the goings on.<\/p>\n And we’re off!<\/em><\/p>\n I didn’t take a lot of shots along the way… or at least not as many as I seem to have been doing recently.\u00a0 I think I was trying to just enjoy the day without viewing it through a viewfinder or on a screen.\u00a0 That’s not entirely true — I think I just was trying to get through!\u00a0 It was really warm in the direct sun… not as hot as in 2012 but pretty darn warm.\u00a0 By mile 3 I was already dripping wet and struggling a bit.\u00a0 As I was in the qualified corral and there were A LOT of super fast runners, I did my best to just try and keep pace — but I went out WAY too fast I think.<\/p>\n This guy?\u00a0 A Juggling jogger… albeit he stopped juggling at the water stops to get a cup.\u00a0 I think that’s a cheat worthy of Rosie Ruiz.\u00a0 ZING!<\/p>\n Right before the halfway point, we ran through Wellesely College.\u00a0 There’s a weird (and yet I’m marginally ashamed to say wonderful) tradition where the students kiss runners along the way.\u00a0 I stopped a few times… and only tried to snap a selfie once.\u00a0 It shows that though I’m a pretty lousy kisser under the best of circumstances, I’m especially awkward when trying to run a marathon at the same time.\u00a0 I suppose “awkward” is my move.<\/p>\n I kinda stopped snapping photos for a long stretch, settling into the heat and the effort to go the distance.<\/p>\n But I did feel compelled to grab some shots on Heartbreak Hill.\u00a0 It’s not that the hill is the toughest incline one can do, it’s just it comes after a string of more than rolling but not impossible hills… and it comes at mile 20-ish.<\/p>\n At mile 23, Steve and Alexis were there to cheer me on and it was a huge thrill and boost to see them.\u00a0 They even had made signs to publicize my blog, which I really wasn’t expecting.\u00a0 It really helped to see them and I was glad to get a few pics.<\/p>\n The Home Stretch:<\/em><\/p>\n The Citgo Sign means there’s about a mile to go to the finish.<\/p>\n And then it’s Right on Hereford, Left on Boylston… and straight on to the finish!<\/p>\n The official time according to the athlete tracking text messaging service?\u00a0 3:20:07.\u00a0 Not a BQ at Boston but not bad… not bad at all.\u00a0 And significantly faster than my 2012 time.<\/p>\n A post run celebration at the Publick House… my one regret of the day is that I failed to snap a shot with Meg who came out after work to raise a glass.\u00a0 But these are pretty good closing shots of the day.<\/p>\n So that happened.\u00a0 Boston.\u00a0 2017.\u00a0 What a thing.<\/p>\n But no rest for this runner… after stuffing my face with dumplings, french fries, a fish sandwich, and a German beer I’ll never be able to pronounce but was sure I could after having a couple of rounds, it’s time to get back into training for the next event.<\/p>\n Run Kevin Run.\u00a0 Run Me Run!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" From start to finish, with a few stray comments thrown in for good measure. 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