The last marathon for me was Boston and some jerk at 20 (bottom of Heartbreak) screamed out: "Only 10K to go!!"
So at mile 20 I thought - "If I ever see that #!*@$ again I'm going to shove that digital clock up his ..." ... well you get the idea.
That and "it's pretty cold out, I'm ready to go home."
Boston 05 - Heartbreak Hill is a joke! (I will NEVER get that adrenalin back, never.)
Boston 06 - Why does this suck so goddamn much! F***! GREAT! NOW MY F***ING LEGS ARE FREEZING UP!
Charlotte 06 - I can't believe this whole damn course is uphill, whoever designed this should be shot in the middle of the street. Oh God, I swear that I'll go to church every Sunday if you let me get through this at this pace.
Hyannis 07 - ...Groans...uuuhhhh...these miles seem too long, I want to walk infront of a moving car.
Boston 07 - Damn, I gotta find that girl from the BC party that said she'd flash me. Stupid crowds...Damn does cresting this hill feel nice.
On a side note, I LOVE 20 MILE RACES. Oh, they're great. Too bad then you think " If only I had ran a marathon instead..."
1st marathon: Maybe I should finally take a drink (this was many years ago before I understood the importance of drinking on long runs. Needless to say the last 10k wasn't pretty).
2nd marathon: YOWWWWW! as my hamstringcramps and I hobble the last 10k
3rd marathon: I'm feeling pretty good. Maybe I can pick up the pace the rest of the way (two miles later I was regretting the speed up).
4th marathon: I'm bored to tears. Let's just get this over with (I set a huge PR).
Shuffle wrote:
Damn you Phedippides! Couldn't you have found a shortcut?!?!?!?
reminds me of a passage in 'bowerman & the men of oregon'...some marathoner said to kenny moore (at around mile 20, I believe): "why couldn't Pheidippides have died here?"
That this doesn't happen to me.
most times I'd think, this is where the REAL race starts, let's see who's the fittest, it's not about fastest any more!
At 20 miles, I had usually convinced myself that there were few people that could beat me from 20 miles in.
There were the occasional races where they'd gap me before then, and I'd get to pick up the pieces. It gave me a sensation of running a lot faster the last 10k, even though my pace was about where it was a couple of miles earlier :-)
Whose idea was this anyway?
I wonder if that girl at the coffee house has a crush on me too. I feel like we really connected.
"Fvck, I love Middle Distance..."
This is what I trained for.
Bring it on.
Think I've earned myself another little walk right about now.
This is what I neglected to train for.
Bring on the Hashers' aid station.
And a few miles later, it would be "Screw you Queen Victoria! You wanna watch the start, take a carriage there don't have it moved back in front of your freakin' palace!"
Wrong Queen!