What a great day at the Harrisburg Marathon with my friend Dave!

Tammy and Dave after the finish

With our personal "Go David and Tammy" sign on the pavement

Tammy and David at the start

Today I had the privilege of running with my runner friend Dave Zbel. We met just over 2 years ago at the special Delaware Marathon during Dean Karnazes 50 Marathons in 50 States in 50 Days. We both were quite a bit slower than the main pack that ran the marathon in 4 hours (we ran in over 5 hours). I think we both got lost at different points during our first lap, so decided to stick together to help each other with the missed turns. Also, we had one other gentleman, Matt at times during our marathon and also had the philosophy if we stuck together they could not stick us in the SAG vehicle that had only 2 seats:-)

During Delaware Dave and I had a great time chatting, running and just enjoying a great day. Well today we picked up where we left off. It was great to hear my name about 10 minutes before the start. Next thing I know I am getting enveloped in a great big bear hug. Dave had spotted me. I am unsure I would have spotted him as easily although I knew he was wearing a bright yellow "Livestrong" shirt . And on the back was "Melanie 5X Survivor" and that for sure would have made him easy to recognize him from behind. His wife has been battling a variety of cancers but she is doing relatively well now. And she is TOUGH! I met her briefly at Delaware and she is very determined and positive.

Melanie was expecting a grandson to be delivered any day/hour so she was unable to spectate at Harrisburg, but Dave's mom and stepdad were there. His mom was really cute and so ENTHUSIASTIC! At every place we passed by them, she would be hooting and hollering. And at one point she stumbled on some unused chalk and created a sign on the asphalt for us. Near the finish line she was using a divider cone as a loudspeaker and was cheering "Go Dave and Tammy" it was GREAT! His stepdad cheered us on enthusiastically and took lots of picture. It was so nice to see them supporting Dave (and me) so well.

Spending 5.5 hours of my day with Dave was so AWESOME! It felt like the last time we saw each other at Delaware was just yesterday. We have kept up fairly well using e-mail although there have certainly been times when I have not be as active about doing this. Life passes me by so quickly. My lame excuse is too much running, too much work and trying to do too much:-)

Dave somehow spotted me in the 2000+ Marathon runners and relayers. After a few pictures, the race somehow started. I asked Dave what his goals were. I was hoping he would say somewhere between 5-5:30 because I have not been able to break 5 hours recently and I know I have Richmond and JFK50 miler coming up. He said he was fine with whatever pace I wanted. He also mentioned his longest training run was 15 miles. Sadly I haven't had a training run in about 7 months, but I have had some marathons which hopefully could help me:-). We decided to just go out and have fun. As we finished our race "lack of" strategy, the runners moved forward enmass and we joined in.

The first part of the course was a lap around the City Island. I was really lucky, Dave had run this marathon last year (with my encouragement because he had been unable to finish Chicago due to the excessive heat). When he was discouraged about the race, I suggested that he might consider a race about 3 weeks after Chicago and Harrisburg fit well. Last year I could not run Harrisburg because it was the day after the Richmond Marathon; however, in retrospect considering the course I should have driven up Sunday morning and cheered him on. This course is very spectator friendly. After a lap on the island we headed out to a river walk and went East/South along the river.

During the out and back portion of this section we saw the first place runners. They were quick! On the "out" section, we ran facing the wind then looped around and then headed back to City Island for another lap the Island. City Island was really cute. It has some Christmas decorations, a mini-golf course, a small train, a carousel, a baseball field and lots of other activities that I assume make for a fun place to go in warmer seasons. At the begining and the end of our lap on the Island, Davids mom and stepdad were cheering enthusiastically with many others runners familys. Pretty soon we were back running along the river in the opposite was as earlier in the race. It was really pretty. But the wind was at our face the entire time. Somehow when we had faced the wind before we had been behind 3 guys. I think they had been acting as a windbreak which had made it easier. Around mile 18 I mentioned to Dave that perhaps we should have run single file for bits and drafted off each other. But alas we did not--guess we just wanted to make our race as challenging as possible.

Dave having run this race before warned me that after a beautiful section along the river and another section through some residential properties, we would go through a not so nice industrial section. He was right. But it all went relatively quickly because we were busy catching up. We talked about races, life in general, our family and our friends. It was just a great time and is the spirit of running that I enjoy so much. As we ran we would pass and be passed by a handful of runners. We chatted with many of them as we traded positions. One of the runners we ran with had run many 100 milers. Dave found it highly amusing when we were talking about 100 milers as: "easier" (such as Umstead, Lean Horse or Heartland) "manageable" (Vermont 100) or "harder" (Wasatch, Western States, Hardrock). I guess until you run a 100 miler you don't realize that there definitely is an ordering depending on the terrain, support, likely weather, etc.

As we continued running we kept up a pretty good conversation. Dave talked about some of his charity events including a bike ride with Lance Armstrong to raise funds for cancer research. We also talked about Dean Karnazes. I have been really lucky in the DC area to have run a few fun runs with Dean and also attend some book signings or talks. Dean is just an amazing athlete but just so kind and makes you believe in yourself. Both Dave and I really think this is a wonderful quality and really does serve as inspiration to so many.

As we headed through the industrial park, we briefly saw Tristan. He was running quickly. It was not clear how far ahead of us he was; however over the next several miles it became clear he was at mile 18+ when we were barely at mile 14. But I don't think Tristan had as great a time as us. As we made it to the end of this out and back Dave mentioned we had some hills coming up. He did not make it clear that we had some "HILLS" coming up. At the turn around point we saw his family and they were cheering us on. They also had lots of food, beverage and treats. I had a half banana and Dave had a little bit of food and beverage. We had less than 10 miles to go! But I was oblivious to the mountain range we were about to stumble upon.

Well, in my innocence I happily jogged along. We were running at points with a bunch of different people. They all were friendly and encouraging...it was a great day! Right before we got to the park, we saw his mom & step dad. They had found some chalk and wrote "Go David and Tammy" it was my first chalk sign and it made me happy. We took pictures and chatted briefly. But soon enough it was time to get back to running (bad decision in retrospect). We head around the lake and we get to the biggest mountian I have seen in the last few days. Apparently I was supposed to know there were a series of hills in this section. I did not. Also, Dave seriously never made it clear how big these mountains were! The entire back of the lake was either up or down. A nice feature of the lake is that there is a visitor center. We had just used the porta-potty about 3 minutes before we got to the visitor center, otherwise I would have made use of it (I love running water in my bathrooms).

After the lack we started retracing our steps through the residential area and then along the river. At this time we were going slowly but to me at least it was bittersweet. It meant our time together was coming to a close. It was so nice to be able to hang out Dave, run and just enjoy being in the moment. I always think during every marathon how lucky I am to know and have run with many wonderful people. I am so blessed to have my health, a great family that supports me and to know such wonderful people.

As our run continued we continued our conversation. We talked about upcoming events including Dave's next marathon, perhaps the Pittsburg Marathon. My lofty running goals: marathons, 50 milers and 100 milers. We talked about doing Niagara Ultra 50 km in June and I am feeling optimistic that Dave may sign up. I think he and Melanie would have a nice time and that race really treats the runners very well.

All too soon, we were back on the Island. I think Dave was happy to be so close to the finish. He was really tough but it was obvious he was in pain. His mom was cheering using a cone as a loudspeaker. Tristan was there as well clapping and cheering. It was time for our "victory lap". Less than half a mile later we were finishing. Crossing the finish line was just amazing. Running a marathon with a person you have run every step is special. We went through the ups and downs, the head winds (and the lack of tailwinds...I still can't understand how we never had the wind at our back!). It was great to finish together.

It was just a wonderful day which I will cherish forever!

Vermont 100 miler bound!

I have continued my quest to sign up for endurance events and am now enrolled in Vermont 100 in 2009. I even signed up for the hotel. I considered the Yankee Village Inn but decided the Super 8 in White River Junction was a better choice (we stayed at both hotels this summer and if you want a clear idea of the Yankee Village check out Anthony's post at http://www.irunultras.com/2008/07/pacing-report-vermont-100-mile.html, I think he gives the motel an accurate and humorous assement).

Now I just have to make it through JFK50 later this month, a double marathon in one weekend (Death Valley and Las Vegas) in December and Umstead 100 in April:-). Of course I have a bunch of "training" marathons as well.

I am excited to go back to Vermont 100. I now know what to expect and have fired my crew-Tristan. Actually having run this race this past July, I know I can easily manage with only drop bags and their provided pacers.

Happy Running!
Tammy

A few stories: A proposition I may have made at MCM and my Diet Mtn Dew soft drink addiction

Today it is raining. I do not feel like running. It is a free country (for which I am very grateful), so I am not running!

But with my extra 2 hours I can blog a few episodes from my life.

Several weeks ago I ran the Marine Corps Marathon. It was a great race on a picture perfect day. After I finished and caught up with Tristan at mile 25.5 (best place to meet family/spectators), we walked the course backwards a bit to stretch my legs and cheer on runners and my friends.

As we were walking backwards, the gentleman who took my picture at Haines points came along with his sister. I said "Hello" and "Way to go" (or some other cheerful running encouraging statement). Tristan asked why I said "Hello"? I mentioned that this was my friend from Haines point and told Tristan about the picture and that he was running with his sister who was running her first marathon. The gentleman was dressed in khaki shorts and a t-shirt.

Tristan asked increduously, "Was he running the marathon?" I replied "Yes, I think he was." Tristan said, "in that outfit?". I replied again, "Yes, I think he was." Now this is where the conversation goes horrible wrong.

Tristan says, "When I dress like that when I run, you haze me". I do not haze him, I mock him...openly. On occasion, Tristan wears black knee socks with running shorts and shirts. In fact on ocassion he can be the poster child of "What not to wear!" He deserves this mocking!

Getting back to my story.

I reply, "I haze you?" I am a bit puzzled, so I try to clarify what hazing means (hey the communication courses at work are kicking in, yipee!). Considering the word hazing, I think of a fraternity or the movie "Animal house".

I continue by saying, "Do you mean I tell you to bend over and drop your pants and spank you?"

A runner from the race chimes in, "If that's how you it to go down that's okay, I kind of have a race to finish, but it can wait"

I love this guy!! Who cares that he just eavesdropped on my conversation! Sadly, I am too slow to respond.

So, now I am curious if there is another blog out there referencing this incident. I imagine this blog would be similar to:

PROPOSITIONED RUNNER GUY'S BLOG:

I was running MCM this past weekend. It was a tough race on a very nice day. I struggled through those last miles but at mile 25.5 something crazy happened...this lady propositioned me. The conversation went something like this:

Me: "huff, puff, huff, puff"
Lady on course: "You should drop your pants and I'll spank you"
Me: "okay if that's how you want this to go down"
Lady: mumbles something unintelligible

I continue running to the finish puzzled about what prompted this lady to proposition me. A part of me looked forward to the spanking but a part of me was a bit apprehensive...if I really had to bend over for the spanking, I was not convinced I could get back up. And that lady, she looked tough (okay this portion is a bit of artistic liberty on my part:-)

So if any of you see report, tell the guy I am really sorry!


Okay, now for my second story. As you may know I am addicted to Diet Mountain Dew. I pound it on race mornings and drink several cans nearly every day. About 2 months ago I tried to cut back (I have a medical officer friend who has tried to run an intervention...you know it's bad when co-workers are telling you you have a problem...well, actually they tell me I have a bunch of problems including: Hostess Snoballs, Diet Mountain Dew, Donuts and the mother of all addictions: RUNNING). But sadly after this moderate reduction, I had to go cold turkey a few weeks ago when I went to Slovenia (the big drawback of going to International places is the lack of availability of Diet Mountain Dew). Recently I told her proudly of my Diet Mountain Dew sabbatical.

Well, yesterday in preparation for voting I drank a full 2 litter bottle of Diet Mountain Dew. This may have contributed to my excessive triathlon signing up yesterday! Well, today after this major bender, I was back to 3 cans of Diet Mountain Dew. But I did have a big headache today. Perhaps this is my penance for this over-indulgence:-)

I hope you found these stories as amusing as I found living them.

Voting for food and signing up for Triathlons

In my earlier post you can learn about Gilligan's adventure in voting (he made it all the way to the voting booth with me and advised me on some choices I had no opinion...I am not convinced appelate judges have much influence on my life).

After the pets vet appointment (everyone is healthy), Tristan and I decided to partake in voting festivities by getting lots of free treats. Our evening consisted of:

1) Krispy Kreme Donut--need I say more? I love donuts and getting a free one for something I would do anyway is a real treat.

2) Starbucks Decaf Coffee-I am not a big fan of starbucks (or coffee), but free is free, right?? And I pretty much poured 15 sugar packets which always makes coffee better (hey, if I run marathons, I can use my calories however I want until I get diabetes!)

3) Ben & Jerry's free single scoop-I love Ben & Jerry's (sigh...). And one cannot beat a free cone of Chocolate Fudge Brownie Frozen Yogurt! Oh yeah, and I was able to remisce about my VT100 run and talk about my future VT100, which is a race close enough to Stowe VT that we can make a pilgrimage. Have I said I LOVE Ben&Jerry's?? Oh yeah and we got a coupon for a buy one get one free ice cream in the future. The only thing that would have been better would be a free Vermonster! (which is 29 scoops of ice cream, 1 cup of all their toppings and a full cannister of whipped cream). I am drooling just thinking of this.

4) California Tortilla for a free taco-I chose a free Blackened Chicken ceaser taco. It was just the right portion after the donut, coffee and ice cream.

5) Another starbucks decaf coffee-we were near a different starbucks and I was starting to have sugar withdrawal, so I dropped in.

I am now full and pleased with my voting diet. While Chik filet had a freebie chicken sandwich, it would have been a bit difficult to get to this store. As far as I know, we went to every location we could get treats and food. It almost was like a birthday (which typically you can get a few treats and freebies) without the extra grey hairs:-)

In addition to voting, taking pets to the vet, work and getting lots of treats I actually had one more exciting event:

I signed up for two triathlons.

1) IronGirl in Columbia on August 24th-my friend Ann signed up as well so we will train together (well as soon as I replace my bike which was STOLEN from the bike rack in my office buildings garage just before I went to Slovenia, aarghh!)

2) Half IronMan in Bear Delaware on Sept 14th. This will be at essentially the same venue as my C&D marathon this past weekend. I had such a good time and enjoyed the course and the enthusiasm of the volunteers that I sort of impulsively signed up. I think I can do it. Anyway my goal is to do an IronMan in the near future, so I have to increase the length of my Triathlons (I can't fake my way through an IronMan, can I?)

Happy Running and Happy Voting!

Voting Adventures of Tammy and Gilligan

Gilligan looking at the line sizing up how long we'll be on it

Gilligan thinking about skipping out on the election (it's not like he has a vote!)

Today, I started my workday early so I could head to the polls about 10 a.m. (when I percieved the line would be shortest...the early voters should have been at work, parents voting after dropping kids at school should have made it and the lunch rush would not have occurred). I am not sure if my strategy worked out since it took me about 55 minutes.

Gilligan and I walked to the polling place (I would have run except it is only 2 days after a marathon and I am lazy). At the polling place I saw many friends and neighbors. We saw one of Gilligan's frequent sitter (and dog friend Simba's mom: Karen..who we attended Doggie Dip Day with) leaving the polling place about 10:20. She suggested she waited 90 minutes. But she did not bring her dog Simba, so it probably felt even longer.

As Gilligan and I got close to entering the building I got a little worried about what I would do with him. My intention as I was walking over was to give Gilligan to representatives from my party affiliation (hey I registered for this party, the least they can do is dog sit...they offered to drive me to the poll to enable me to vote so why shouldn't they be willing to pet sit). But Gilligan and I got in the building. We got about 10 feet in and I expected to be asked to either leave or tie him to a post outside the building, but in fact the volunteers were asking to pet him.

At one point an election official mentioned we could not have camera, phones or other devices in the voting booths. A poster was even brought out with these rules (including CFR's or whatever rules that make this a law!). But there was no mention of dogs, whew!

I made it to the location where they ask for ID. I got out my license, signed on the dotted line and seamlessly got my little voting card thing. So far my companion had made it this far. I was pointed to a booth. Gilligan stood for a few moments. I voted my heart out (president, congressman, board of education, several judges...although I have no idea how a judge affects me, well until I get carted off for bringing a dog to the voting booth:-) and a few propositions that I actually felt a bit conflicted about. In MD we do not have casino's and slot machines. There is a proposal to bring slots here (since there are slots in Delaware and West Virginia) which would raise money for the education system in the state. I think they proposed the lottery would do this many years ago but now that money is used for alot of other expenses.

There also was a referendum about voting early. I like election day being election day and after consulting with Gilligan, I voted against early voting (hey he got ALOT of attention today while on line, so I think he wants more election days and everyone to have to do it in person!).

We finished voting and walked out of the polling location. I think Gilligan was satified with this experience. While our 55 minutes was about 55 minutes more then any other day I have voted (and I have voted in every election that was available to me since I came of age in 18--thanks to this right and privilege being impressed upon me during "Girls State" which was sponsored by the American Legion!). During my 55 minutes I had a nice time (luckily the temp was about 55 degrees and there was no rain or mist). It was kind of like the bathroom lines at Marathons...I used it to chat, catch up with people and as a social occasion.

This afternoon Gilligan, Sagwa, Zaboo and Puffi have their yearly physical. I am not sure Gilligan will be as thrilled about this adventure. And I know the cats will not be thrilled.

My first age group placing at the Cheseapeake and Delaware Runfest Marathon!

My award, a finisher's cat perhaps?? Sadly, no but you can see my award below.

My family: Tristan, Gilligan and I with my award (and a celebratory coke...although this was drunk after my 2 p.m. deadline for caffiene!)

Tristan and Gilligan resuming their role as bandits of the Marathon

Tammy and Gilligan running like a bear is chasing us!

Before the race sizing up the spectators and/or competitors

Today I ran the Cheseapeake and Delaware Runfest Marathon. It is a VERY SMALL marathon (less than 50 entrants in the marathon event), 5 km, 10 km and half-marathon (with less then 300 entrants total). The benefit of such a tiny race is the personalized attention, lack of lines for anything and the potential for me at least to place. This was my first time earning an award at a marathon and I came in second in my age/gender category. Granted my time of 5:28 was not spectacular (although in my defense the wind was pretty strong and yesterday I ran a 13 mile run with a friend then went on a 6+ mile hike that went horrible wrong...since we kind of got lost and took the hardest route!)

My first half marathon was about 2 hours 50 minutes, but I like to speed up for the second half so ran that with several sub-10 minute miles including just over a 9 minute mile for the last mile (assuming the course marking was correct).

This morning Tristan and I got up about 5:30 a.m. the old time (4:30 just sounds so early...thus we are sticking with the old time for a while!). Less than 30 minutes later we were in the car. Now that I do not have to glide my feet (THANKS drymax), it is simply a matter of gliding potential hot spots and places with seams or edges of clothing. We all piled in the car and about 90 minutes later we were in Delaware in St. Georges. Packet pick up was a breeze (no line and no hassles). We wandered around meeting host-cats (apparently the city of St. George has a large feral cat population which are all very nice). You will notice the grey and white cat seemed to rule the city and wandered around throughout the day. He/She was very friendly and was very nice to Gilligan our dog (who is luckily cat-friendly). At 7:45 (new time) there was the pre-race briefing. Basically they explained the course although somehow I got confused about when we were turning around. We were told we all had color coded wristbands and the volunteers would be happy to help us based on these. Also the wristband color would match the color of direction signs so pretty much you had to try to mess up.

Soon enough it was 8:00 a.m. and time for the marathon to start. We did a small loop then got on the Towpath. It was a flat dirt/gravel trail along the Delaware River. We ran out 3 miles then turned around. The half marathon started 10 minutes after the full. So because I took a bathroom break and several shoe tying breaks, they started catching up to me prior to mile 2. I was enjoying the course which was very pretty. The river was very wide and the folliage was just past peak with lots of orange and red tree's. At mile 3 all racers were turned around. We headed back to the starting area. The 10 km race started 5 minutes after the half, so I am pretty sure that some 10 km racers were passing me as I approached the start/finish line area. At this point, many runners turned off for the finish, but the full and half marathoners continued on the towpath.

This race is very small. Even at the begining I was pretty well alone (quite a dramatic difference then Marine Corps when I was never alone and was typically in packs of 10-20 runners). The back of the packers with me included several Marathon Maniacs/50 Staters: Cathy, Henry, and Sharon. Just ahead of us was Maniac/50 stater Dave B. However we were all separated by about 400-800 meters. Ultimately I think Dave beat me by ~20 minutes, I beat Cathy by about 20 minutes and she beat Henry by about 10 minutes. Essentially we were 5 of the 6 runners who finished between 5 and 6 hours and we were pretty spaced out.

We continued running on the towpath until just past mile 9. At this point we headed up a hill (discussed in the pre-race meeting...and it was a hill!). This started a 2 mile section on a road. First we ran along a road to the marina for about 1 mile. Then we got on a fairly major highway (71 I think). About 3/4 a mile later we got onto another small road then rejoined the towpath going down a fairly steep and long hill.

Once back on the towpath we had a few more ups and downs but nothing to major. As I approached mile 14 I saw a black/brown dog and a man. As I got closer I realized it was Gilligan and Tristan. They started running at me and I took their picture. Gilligan was off leash so was agreeable to running. Although as per Tristan "He prefers running on the packed down part of the towpath". He is a smart dog, I liked running on the packed part. Since there were two packed parts we were able to run together and all be happy. We ran up this massive hill to the aid station where the car was. I grabbed a drink. Gilligan looked thirsty, so I grabbed a cup of water and gave it to him. He drank it all. I gave him more. He drank it....about 5 minutes later, I suggested to Tristan that perhaps he should water Gilligan as I had places to be. It was nice to see Gilligan and Tristan but I had to keep going. I debated giving them some layers however, I did not. This was smart as it got pretty cold in the next section. The wind at points was quite brutal. And after about mile 15 (in my race), the sun became cloud covered for the rest of the race. Thus after this point I never really got hot again.

After the boost from seeing Tristan and Gilligan I continued on. The course continued to be very pretty. The leaves were beautiful. And the reflection in the river was very nice. Every so often a boat would pass which I could watch. Although we were allowed to use ipods, I did not. Since JFK50 does not allow ipods, I want to get in the habit of entertaining myself during 6-12 hours. Also I was able on occasion to chat with other runners. I would guess 80% were using ipods, but several were not and most runners seemed to appreciate my wishes of luck and sucess. Pretty soon I was seeing runners coming at me who I knew should not be super far in front of me. I was a bit confused about where the turn around. But between mile 15 and 16 I saw two cars, a cone and a handful of people. It was the turnaround. I stood there for a few minutes chatting with the volunteers (I told them who was behind me: 6 runners and I speculated where they should be). After a quick "Thank you" it was time for my return journey. I now knew the course since it was an out and back (I would define it like a lop-sided "T": little jiggle from the start to get on the towpath, out, back then out the other way then back and little jiggle).

The last 10 miles went fairly uneventfully. I was able to see where I was with respect to the other runners behind me and chat with some of them. Sadly I was just too far for the folks behind me to catch up and the ones ahead of me had too big a lead. Since I knew this race would be entirely personal, I just appreciated the scenery and tried to ignore the wind (which is why I was hoping for a running partner...they can make great wind-breaks!). As I returned to the start I chatted with the nice volunteers. They were all friendly and cheerful. They also seemed to be impressed by those of us marathoning. I mentioned to a few of the kids this was just a training run for JFK 50 miler and they were just in awe (wonder how they would have responded if I told them that was a training run for Umstead 100:-) They all were really nice and encouraging and I found it very amusing when they would yell when you were 100 feet out: What do you want Gatorade or Water (to which I always responded Gatorade) then would run a Gatorade to you...I then would come to a dead stop because I did not want to spill on myself and I did not want to just toss my cup to the side. I would then chat and after a few minutes would head out of the aid station.

Pretty soon I was back on the road section (my least favorite). But soon enough it was over. At mile 21 I realized if I could run sub 10 minute miles I could break 5:30. I decided this was a good goal for the day, so I put the pedal to the metal. Pretty soon I was back on the towpath and it was less than 4 miles to the finish. At mile 25 my watch showed 5:19. I had less than 11 minutes to get to the finish. But I had 1.2 miles. Could I do it? Well in fact I did it with over a minute to spare! Just before 26 miles I see Tristan and Gilligan. I scurry past them. They start running with me. I state my goal. I think I can do it but I am not positive. Gilligan keeps up for a bit, then drops back. There is a segment where he can cut the course. He does and is able to round the last corner of the course with me. I finish excited I have met my goal. After a few moments one of the race officials comes up to me and mentions "I have an award for you" I look behind me. Then I realize he is talking to me. A few minutes later he brings over a plaque with "2nd place finisher Women 35-39". I am shocked and excited. I have not won an award for a marathon ever. I accept my award and thank him.

After finishing the race and getting my award I migrate to the food station. I eat a bowl of soup and take a coke. Dave B. is there so we chat about marathons, the other maniacs on the course and upcoming events. He has been very busy and has a very full schedule. It is great to catch up. We both are waiting for our friends Cathy and Henry (and Sharon although we predict her time will likely be 7 hours and thus 1 hour over the limit). Dave has to catch a flight and is unable to see Cathy or Henry finish but I am able to while I am walking/stretching after my finish.

This is a great little race. They only have water, gatorade and hammer gels at the aid stations (spaced about 1.5 miles apart) but that is all they promise in the race brochure. They also have very nice and friendly volunteers and a lovely course. My impression is that most of the runners were fairly isolated on the course however such is the case in many small marathons. We were allowed to have ipods so that certainly makes running easier for those needing company or a distraction. Overall, the course was pretty flat. There were a few hills but compared to Baltimore, Frederick, or even MCM last weekend the hills were relatively short and not too steep and kept it interesting for one's legs. I definitely would consider running this marathon and would recommend it to others looking for a small marathon.

Happy Halloween! (Caution contains pumpkin porn)

Enjoy these pictures to celebrate Halloween...

Tristan and "Lobster" Sagwa

A hysterical sight from last years Steamtown Marathon

Gilligan: Winnie the Pooh as usual

A side view of Gilligan sporting his Halloween Best

Marine Corps Marathon: Report

It's important to take the time to smell the roses, right?

This past Sunday I woke up at 4 a.m. to get ready for my 5th Marine Corps Marathon in 5years. It is a really fun race and travels through various neighborhoods and historic sights in Washington DC and Virginia. The race starts by the Pentagon, goes past Rosslyn, comes down George Washington Parkway, then travels across the Key Bridge into DC. Once in DC at about mile 7, we ran up the C&O Canal (up MacArthur Blvd), ran by the resevoir then traveled back towards DC through Georgetown. This year, at mile 14 the marathon changed a bit and we headed to Haines Point. Returning from Haines point, about mile 17, we headed up Constitution Avenue along the Mall past the White House to the Capitol Building. At the Capitol Building (mile 18 or so) we turned around and headed down Independence Avenue. At mile 20 we ran over the 14th Street Bridge past the Jefferson Memorial and over the Potomac River. Once back in Virginia we ran to Crystal City then retraced our steps heading towards the Pentagon, then ran our final few miles to the finish line at the Iwo Jima Memorial in Arlington Cemetary.

After getting up at 4 (which felt like sleeping in to 10 a.m.), I got dressed and ready for the marathon. As I got dressed I made sure to glide everywhere (sadly at Baltimore I ended up missing spots so had some chaffing issues on my under arms and near my sports bra) and put on adequate layers. Again it was a real treat to not have to spend 30 minutes gliding my feet...I LOVE my drymax maximum protection socks.

It was bitterly cold (well in my world it was) with a temp of about 45 degree's when I left my house. Since I did not know when I would see my "people" I created a drop bag and made sure I had room to put my layers. Less than 30 minutes later I was heading off to the metro to catch the first one at 5 a.m. On the metro ride I chatted with a nice gentleman who was running his first marathon. He was concerned about his lack of training as well as a bout with the flu earlier in the week. I did my best to reassure him that he would do fine (my husband did his first marathon with the longest training run of 14 miles...now granted we spend alot of time on our feet hiking but I think training runs of 20 or 25 miles may be overkill, although certainly they do give runners confidence).

After a switch at Metro center and getting off the metro at Pentagon, I lurked in the station for a bit. Sadly some crazy wind tunnel seemed to form in that area so it was not warm and cozy. I chatted with another first timer for about half an hour and again offered some words of encouragement and advice. He was waiting for a training partner who evidently had caught a later metro and was dealing with massive crowds in trying to get to the start. Although MCM is a very large race, if you do arrive early, it does seem to be a bit less crowded (this is true for packet pickup, riding the metro and porta potty use). Closing in on 7, I decided to brave the cold and start heading to the start line. Last year I lurked in the station until about 7:45 and ended up completely missing the start (I think I was about 7th to last over the start line). This year I wanted to be at a minimum 10th from last:-)

A few pictures by the 10 km finish, one potty break later I was ready ...for another potty break. My breakfast of champions: a banana, an energy bar, a gatorade and 3 diet Mountain Dews caught up to me (well really the 3rd Mtn Dew). I got back in another long line and chatted with other runners. As I approached the potty, I heard my name. This was puzzling as when I chat in my head I don't say my name. It was my friend Angela. We chatted briefly. She was coming off an injury but seemed to be in good spirits. After this break, she headed to start while I headed to my drop bag truck. I took off my clothing (okay not all of it, just my long sleeve shirt and pants because people kept assuring me it WOULD be 70 degree's). I put on my trashy outfit (garbage bag on top and on bottom) and handed over my drop bag. In retrospect I should have kept my long sleeve shirt. But alas I did not know the temperature would not rise quickly and I did not know I would see my people at mile 14. My choice of outfit (I like to call it "Hefty Coutourre") led to many comments. People would cheer "Go Garbage Girl!", "Go Trashbag Lady" and my favorite "Way to go White Trash!" (which I found highly amusing).

I wandered to the starting area and heard the countdown for the start (as I recall the last few years I have been in the facilities when the gun/cannon went off). About 50% of the time this is where I can be found at the start of races (with chip times it is irrelevant what you are doing and when you are doing it and I take this mandate seriously). I walk forward slowly. With ~20,000 runners all trying to do this it does not go fast. About 10 minutes later I get to the starting line.

My first order of business as I cross the line is to immediately head off to the right where Miles the Mascot is hanging out. It is time for a picture. I have 300 pictures for the race (less then the 800 I should have had because I inadvertantly did not switch out my memory stick...this causes me alot of agitation during the race because I have not had to ration pictures in years!) Well, I try to think of picture strategies (only pictures with me or of exciting/humorous situations, no pictures of scenery). I try to think if I can recall any photo shops along the course but cannot (I now know there is a Best Buy in Pentagon City but at the time was unaware of this). A nice Marine takes my picture with Miles and I realize Miles-ette (the female mascot) is there as well. I get a picture with both critters. So far my conserving picture strategy is not going well!

Continuing on I run through Rosslyn. As usual it is a zoo. There are crowds of runners and lots of spectators. I love the energy of the race, it definitely makes up for the inconvenience of the crowds. In Rosslyn I notice some under-utilized porta potties. Knowing that the next 10 miles of porta potties are going to be a nightmare to use, I decide to take advantage although even with my excessive Dew and Gatorade drinking I do not really need it. As I exit the porta potty I decide to waste some more time by tying my shoe. This is all within the first mile of the race. Tihs is not looking to be my best performance!

The rest of Rosslyn goes by fairly uneventfully. The hill up to mile 2 is expected and not too bad (after Vermont 100 pretty much any hill is not too bad!). After cresting this hill we get our first chance at beverages. I take a large cup of gatorade and am excited to see it is blue...it is Cool Blue, my favorite flavor. It is my lucky day! After the aid station we take a sharp right and head into the wooded area on our way to the George Washington Parkway. I like this section as it is very pretty (and it is downhill!). There is a mist/fog over the river which makes for some very pretty views of the spires of Georgetown University. The folliage is still not peak, however there are many tree's which are yellow, orange and red. It is a cool crisp fall day, a perfect day for a marathon!

Pretty soon we are climbing up to the Key Bridge. After crossing the bridge we head up towards Georgetown along the C&O Canal. Again this is a very pretty section and the colorful fall leaves reflecting in the canal are just beautiful. After about 2 miles we climb our final major hill. It is a bit challenging particularly since so many runners in the pack I am in are walking leisurely up it. I try to powerwalk up it but don't really stress too much about this slow pace. If I wanted to run a marathon for time I would pick a small, obscure and really ugly course.

This year in Georgetown there seemed to be fewer spectators and festivities going on. Last year there seemed to be a huge block party with music blasting and lots of alcohol. After my puking post-Crystal City Hash Harriers Beer incident in 2004, I don't drink any alcohol during marathons, but I do appreciate when spectators at least offer up mimosa's, beer, bloody mary's etc. In fact the most enthusiastic cheerleaders at races tend to be a bit inebreited (VT100, I am sure the young ladies on the hilltop were quite sloshed...but regardless they were ENTHUSIASTIC, I don't care how I get enthusiasm I just really enjoy and embrace it!). Running by Georgetown University, panic sets in. I am about to get passed by Teddy Roosevelt, one of the Mascots of the Washington Nationals. I need to pick up my pace. No, no, I need to get out my camera! I take a few pictures then continue on.

Heading into the tidal basin I am suprised to see my sister Cindy and my mom. They are cheering enthusiastically. I stop and chat for a bit. I take a few pictures, find someone to take our picture and mention I am feeling pretty good. I give my mom a hug, but my sister suggests she prefers no hug because I might be stinky or sweaty. After a few minutes I mention that I should get going because people are passing me left and right. It takes me abou 3 miles to get back to the pack I had been running with after this break.

For the first time ever I head to Haines point at mile 12. It is a bizzare experience. It is made even more bizzare by the fact that the awakening statue is no longer there. It causes me some confusion and agitation. I like to pick up the pace at Haines point. And I like to get my picture by the statue. I feel lost. Well, I don't feel so lost that I skip the bathroom. This is one of the places along the course that is near a real bathroom with running water. I take advantage of it. I also retie my shoes. I have not gotten to the halfway point and it is nearly 3 hours since I started. I really don't want an over 6 hour finish so it is time to pick up the pace.

The course takes us back to downtown DC. I get to the Mall and there is Cindy and my mom. I take another picture and have another spectator take a group photo. Sadly although the Washington Monument is right behind us, it is cut out of the picture. I never know what to do when I select a poor photographer, I appreciate they tried to help me but clearly did not realize my vision. I end up taking the desirable picture with my mom and Cindy and ponder photoshopping myself into it. After a few minutes of chatting it is time for me to get back into the race. The course now takes us up Constitution Avenue.

It is now time for some sightseeing! First we approach the Washington Monument on our right. Then the White House is on our left. As we are passing these sights I hear my name. Apparently wearing the same outfit, flowers in my hair and a sparkeley fanny pack makes me easy to spot. It is some friends from the Frederick Marathon. I ran several miles with them in 2007. They observed me eating a HUGE ice cream cone the last mile of the race and were just amazed at my eating and running ability. Also they observed my picture taking during the race which enabled them to repeatedly pass me. This occurs again at MCM this year. We catch up briefly until I decide I need to run off course at the outdoor art museum (near what becomes a skating rink in the winter).

At the outdoor Art exhibit, I snag a few tourists to take my picture in this area. At one point I reciprocate by taking a cute couples picture. They have no idea I am running a race and it is only towards the end of our conversation that they realize they may have impacted my time. They are very apologetic. I am not running for time so it doesn't bother me. I pass the Museum of Natural History. I get some tourists to take my picture going up the stairs. Last year I went in this building for the public restroom but I have to say it is very far from the entrance (about 200-300 meters and you have to go through bag check). And my picture did not come out well because the museum is not well lit. I decide because I am conserving pictures to skip this museum. I get to the Capitol and a band is playing a song with a good beat. I take a moment and stop and appreciate the music.

Heading back along Independence Avenue, I immediately veer off course and take a side trip into the Botanical Gardens. This is a beautiful conservatory right next to the Capitol. I gamble on no security and am pleased to be able to just walk in. I ask some tourists to take my picture and everyone is very helpful. A few people try to congratulate me and I have to explain I have not finished (although in my mind I know the finish is likely in the bag). I make my way through the building and arrive a the restrooms. I use the facilities and savor the warm water and soap. I wash my hands and my face. I wish for a moment that I had brought a small toothbrush/toothpaste or small bottle of scope. But I am somewhat clean, I smell fresh and I am happy. I sit down and appreciate the moment. I then get up have some more tourists take a few more pictures of me then head out back to the course.

Getting back to the race I jog down Independence Avenue appreciating the Museum of American Indians, the National Air and Space Museum, the Museum of Modern Art among others. I take a few pictures along the way. As I approach Washington Monument, I run into Cindy and my mom. This is my last time to see them. My sister recently had foot surgery and is starting to have some pain. I understand and am suprised I saw them 3 times and that they have clearly traveled about 1-2 miles in their quest to see me. I get a final picture of us then I get back to running. It is the final push.

I cross the 14th street bridge well in advance of "the Bus". I am a little suprised when I run into my friend Tom who race walks most events (we met at Frederick, Baltimore and several other marathons this past year...walkers frequently pass me when I am making purchases or taking one of my numerous breaks: bathroom, pictures, sightseeing, etc.). He got rerouted at the start of Constitution Avenue. This is puzzling to both him and I because he really paces himself well and was never in any danger of getting passed/picked up by the lag vehicle. We catch up briefly, then I continue on. During one of my breaks with Cindy and my mom I notice my friend Amanda from George Washington Birthday, Baltimore, Frederick and many other local races has passed me. I end up catching up with her on the bridge. We chat and catch up briefly. She is pacing a friend who is clearly struggling but is definitely going to make it. I continue on.

As I enter Crystal City I hear my name again. It's Tristan! He's taking pictures of me, I'm taking pictures of him. It is not an ideal location because he is right in an aid station. Even this late in the race, the water stations are chaotic. I try to get out quickly. I run the out and back to Crystal City. The crowds are amazing. The energy is building and I am excited. I can taste the finish line. I finish the loop at Crystal City excited to cheer the runners whom I can see ahead of me and cheering those who are behind me. I don't see anyone I know but it is still crowded on the course. As I exit Crystal City I see Tristan again. I am really running low on memory (camera not personal). I ask Tristan if we can switch media sticks. He agree's so we spend a few minutes exchanging memory sticks. We give each other a quick hug and I am ready to resume my race. As I head off, Tristan mentions my friend Angela is not too far ahead of me. I decide I want to see her. I run fast. I catch up to Amanda. I chat with her again and wish her luck. I then catch up to Angela. She is in alot of pain but getting it done. We chat briefly but she is struggling. I continue on because my friends from Frederick are just a little further ahead. I do not catch them, but after the finish I do. In fact after the finish I stumble on my friend Peter from Reston Runners. He finished in about 5:20. He wanted to go faster but was satisfied with his race. After catching up it was time to experience the saga that was picking up my drop bag. It was tough to navigate the crowds but I finally got my bag back. I then headed backwards to mile 25. I successfully ran into Tristan. I asked if we could wait until the final "regulation" runners. He agreed. During this time I saw my friend John from Potomac River Run, 24 hour race, Lower Potomac Marathon. Ray from Reston Runners who always carries an American Flag arrived a few minutes later. I also saw my friend Betty from Montgomery County Runners. We had volunteered at several races together and have run several other marathons together. I jogged with Betty for about half a mile and we caught up just briefly. She has reduced her race schedule but is doing well.

I had a great race. It is amazing to think that I have only been doing this (marathoning) 5 years. I have been so incredible blessed to get to know so many wonderful people. It was icing on the cake to run into so many friends during this my 5th Marine Corps Marathon just 5 years into this journey that hopefully will continue for the rest of my life

Pre-Marine Corps Marathon Report including a huge thanks to Chris and Robyn Gault at Fleet Feet Gaithersburg!

Running along Haines point at about mile 13 (taken by a really sweet fellow runner during the race). In fact this runner noticed I was taking pictures along the course and he kindly volunteered to run ahead, then let me catch up.



I continue to be very jet-lagged from Slovenia (I am tired from about 2 p.m. on and wake up super early) but I am now alot less productive than I was my first two days. I can't figure out if it is because of residual tiredness from the change in time zones or a really slow recovery from the marathon.

Marine Corps Marathon was my first marathon. I remember it like it was yesterday. I trained for it using the tips, techniques and workouts outlined in the book by Jeff Galloway "Marathon: You Can Do It!".

This book was invaluable for the suggestions to accomplish a successful marathon finish. I still occasionally read it before a 100 miler because many of the hints are universal for all distances. It also gives excellent advice about what to bring to a marathon (trash-bag for wind/rain/warmth, disposable clothing, pain/stomach meds, extra money... and lots of other items). He also gives advice for the mental games one must play during the tough miles of a race (see the sights, chat with other runners, have semi-controversial topics to jumpstart conversations, give and solicit advice and most importantly enjoy the experience!)

This years marathon experience was exactly what I expected. It was GREAT! There of course were little glitches and things I learned to never do again, but 99% of my race was AMAZING).

On Saturday (the day before the race) I woke up about 2 a.m. I tried to sleep but jet-lag was rearing it's ugly head. At about 4 a.m. I went downstairs and caught up with e-mails to friends. At about 7:30 I went upstairs and climbed on top of Tristan (I was simulating our cat who climbs on Tristan alot). I guess Tristan did not entirely appreciate this, but it did get him up. I suggested I was ready for a day of adventure but the weather was a bit iffy (in fact at 4 a.m. it had torrentially rained). I suggested we go to the EXPO.

My mom, Tristan and I piled into the car and drove to the EXPO at RFK stadium. Sadly I was not entirely sure how to get there so a few wrong turns later we finally arrived (in my defense I have always traveled there using mass transit-the Metro). The line for the EXPO was HUGE!!! But Tristan pointed out that the sign for non-runners pointed to door with no people. We followed this sign and were in the EXPO within 1 minute. This would be the first and last time there were no lines in my marathon experience! This was the first time I had gone to the EXPO on Saturday and I have to say it was a zoo! I am glad I have always asked for all or some of Friday off so I can pick up my packet early.

The Marine Corps Marathon packet pick up and Health and Fitness EXPO is always very large. There were lots of vendors with clothing, food and booths promoting future marathons. I purchased a few items and ate at every food station. I never would have eaten the samples prior to marathon 1-10, but now I am a seasoned ultra-marathoner and all the rules are meant to be violated:-)

At the EXPO I was able to thank my friends Chris and Robyn Gault, who were working there. Chris and Robyn are the proprietors of Fleet Feet Gaithersburg (aka "my source"). They kindly picked up my packet earlier in the week and had left it at their store. They knew I was coming back from Slovenia and were happy to pick up my packet in case I missed any of my connections or had difficulty going to packet pick up. Both Chris and Robyn are really nice and I highly recommend a visit to their store if you are ever in the Gaithersburg area (especially Thursday night at 6:30 when they host a weekly fun run!)

While walking through the EXPO, I was lucky enough to run into several running friends. My friends, Will and Charlie from Annapolis were there. I ran ~5 hours in the last several B&A trail marathons (as well as George Washington Birthday). As Charlie mentioned you never really know someone until you have run 5 hours with them! This was just a sneak peak of all the friends I would run into during the marathon.

In the past 5 years I have met and run with so many nice people. I hope I can run (or at least walk at a fast clip) for the rest of my life so I can continue participating in this sport. This shared experiences and friendships are why I run. This year I have been very fortunate that in every race I have run I have had friends running that were relatively close to me in pace (and of course in most races there are other Marathon Maniacs listed on the Maniacs website...although most Maniacs are quite a bit faster than I). And at each race I have been lucky enough to make new friends. The camaraderie, shared challenges and experiences is what keeps me excited about running future races. I just hope my body can hold up!

Tommorrow I will post my race report.

More Pictures from Marine Corps Marathon

Here are a few more pictures from my MCM experience. As you can see I took many side trips during the marathon. I had a great time!

I still am still a bit stiff from the race (I think sitting about 14 hours straight on Friday before MCM flying back from Europe did not help at all) but hopefully I will fully recovered by this Sunday when I run the C&D Delaware towpath Marathon.

At the Capitol Building

In the Botanical Gardens during the Marathon

With the Sparkeley Guy in front of the Museum of Modern Art

At the Pyramid in front of the outdoor art exhibit

In front of the Museum of Natural History

Photo's from Marine Corps Marathon (MCM)

I am still really jet-lagged from my trip to Slovenia, so I am moving slower than usual in writing up my marathon report. In the meantime here are some pictures from the marathon.

Tammy and Miles, the MCM Mascot at the EXPO on Saturday

At the Start with Miles and the female mascot (not sure of her name:-(

At Georgetown....if you look to the right, you will see Teddy Roosevelt, one of Washington DC's National's baseball team mascots running

With my mom and my sister about mile 9 in the marathon

Trying to suck up to my sister (an Airforce Major) by getting a picture with a decorated airplane in Crystal City

Marine Corps Marathon...5 finishes in 5 years!

Tammy and Tristan near the Pentagon

My sister Cindy and Mom at mile 17

Recieving my medal

Approaching the finishline

Five years ago, I started my marathoning career in the Marine Corps Marathon in 2003. I cannot believe it has been that long. In some ways it feels like yesterday, but in other ways it feels like a long, long time ago. Marine Corps was my first marathon ever. Prior to this I was rehabing slowly from getting hit by a car. Several surgeries later I was able to walk. And it took me nearly 10 years to get back to running (albeit very slowly). After my first MCM I got addicted to running and now just can't stop. I love the sights I get to see, the people I meet and of course burning off calories (which proved very useful in Slovenia which I sort of ate my way through!).

Marine Corps Marathon has gone through some changes since I started it. In my first few years we went up by the National Zoo at mile 8. More recently we have gone through Georgetown. This year the course was modified further so we went to Haines point at mile 13 and then along the Mall up Independence and down Constitution at mile 18. Also, the awakening statue was no longer at Haines point. I may be one of the few, but I liked the old set up. I like to reflect at mile 18 about my journey, but in the gobs of spectators I was unable to do this.

This morning (4 a.m. for most, but felt like 10 a.m. for me) I got up and started getting ready. After going to bed at 6 p.m. last night I was pretty well rested. I drove myself to the Metro and took the Metro to DC. I met many other runners on this trip and oddly they all seemed to be first timers (although I probably would have caught a later metro except I figured I would wake up early). I remember how anxious I was my first time, so I tried to reassure the runners. Slowly I made my way to the start line. At a potty break, I ran into my friend Angela who was my running mentor. We were co-workers in 2002-3 and she had really provided me lots of tips and suggestions for training and running a marathon (seamless sports bra, fanny pack with water bottle at an angle and of course the regular marathoning advice). We chatted briefly and wished each other luck. She is more concerned about time and this year has been fighting shin splints so she wanted to make sure she was at the start line in a timely manner...I figure with chip timing I can be pretty much anywhere when the gun goes off.

Soon enough the start arrived. Since I am exhausted (it feels like 11:40 now), I will write about my race tommorrow. But I will spoil the end for you, I did finish in about 5:30. This is not a PR or a PW, just an average run for me particularly since I took about 300 pictures and made many side trips during the race.