#bostontobigben – London Marathon 2019

LM 2019 2So it’s taken like 9 years to get into the London Marathon. This has been a long time coming! Many of you know the frustration I’ve had with getting rejected every year. I even got rejected trying to get in through a charity a couple years ago. They had over 14,000 people apply and I didn’t get in. I remember thinking if I can’t even get in through a charity how in the heck will this ever happen. And then it did!

The story behind how I got in is a little complicated. I can talk about it now but will have to leave out a few details (like the tour group name). In Nov 2018, I got my rejection email again. I wasn’t surprised. Then a runner friend invited me to join a World Marathon Major Facebook group. A few weeks later someone posted that a travel group had openings available to book through them to get into this marathon. I literally dropped everything I was doing and drove home and booked it! I was so excited! It was affordable and it was finally my chance. A couple days later someone posted that the packages were sold out and now there was a waitlist for their spots but also that verbiage was changed on the website for this travel group and the packages were only for specific residents, definitely not Americans. This verbiage wasn’t there initially. Several of us in this group started talking amongst ourselves and wondered what was going to happen. It’s a newer travel group and they failed to do a few things before posting their spots.

We then got a few emails from the travel group asking some questions. This company realized they made a huge mistake and it could get them in trouble with the London Marathon. Luckily after a couple months of back and forth, everything seemed to be ok and I booked my flight. It wasn’t until February that I finally got word directly from the London Marathon that I was in their list of entries and that’s when I knew everything was ok and I could breathe.

After just coming off the Boston Marathon, I only ran a few times to make sure my legs remembered running and to loosen them up a bit, rather than just stopping all together like I normally would after a marathon. But also, I knew this could be tough for my body with a race 13 days later. Back to back races aren’t always that easy. For some people it seems to be a piece of cake, but I knew it was going to be a toss up for me.

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Expo time!

After arriving to Gatwick Airport early, I used my prepaid premium passport control pass to get through and I’m so glad I bought that pass again! There were probably 300 people in line to get through passport control and I got to go in a special line and was the only one, so it took me less than 5 mins. I took the train and tube straight to the expo to get my bib and everything I needed. The expo is not in the center of London so it was an hour away. It’s a nice expo and many vendors. It’s also in a gigantic exhibition hall with restaurants, so if you’re hungry after staying a while, you’re in luck.

I stayed with a friend in the Battersea area of London Friday night and then made my way to the hotel that was part of the package. It was the Melia White House Hotel and it was quite nice. It was actually kind of nice to stay in a hotel (rather than an airbnb like I normally do) with free breakfast and other amenities for us runners. When I checked in I was the only one in my room of two beds. I didn’t pay extra to be a single so wasn’t sure if someone else would show up.

LM pizzaSaturday I had a laid back day and didn’t do too much walking to save my legs. I had time in the afternoon after going to the Queen Mary’s Gardens so I got all my gear ready for the race. I then met up with some friends for Italian food and had pizza and salad for dinner. My fave before a race. When I got back to my hotel I learned I had a roommate. Lana, from Russia, arrived and was staying in my room. Super sweet girl and was happy to have met her. We shared stories about how we got this package and our marathon journeys.

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Lana, Angela and me at the start

The morning of the race, I had breakfast early at our hotel. This was another race starting later in the morning so I had to eat twice. Then met up with Martin, Angela, Gina and Lana to take the bus to the start. We arrived three hours before our start time, so we had plenty of time to wander around, use the porta potties, even use the FEMALE urinals. Yes, that’s right! The lines were so long to the regular loos, that we decided to use the female urinals and that was interesting. You grab a cardboard contraption that you situate under your lady bits to pee into a urinal. Oh my, it wasn’t easy and honestly, I would rather just squat on the ground, which I did see many ladies doing instead.

It was a little windy and chilly but a tank, shorts and arm warmers were just fine once we set off at 10:22. It was exciting but there are so many people! I mean, this race is so congested from start to finish. I felt very good for half the race. My pace was awesome and I was trying to stay consistent. My split for the first half was 1:50. Everything felt fast and easy and everyone around me seemed to be running the same pace for the most part. The roads are narrow and it’s just packed full of people so if you come upon slower runners it’s hard to get around people without the fear of tripping or having to slow down. Maybe zig zagging around people took away some of my energy. I don’t know. I can’t really tell you why I struggled the rest of the race. Maybe it’s because I ran a race 13 days prior. My body didn’t seem tired going into this but the last half it sure was telling me I was a dummy. I wasn’t in pain, just the legs were tired, but not heavy. My shoulders and arms were tight. I felt like I was holding my arms higher than where they should be. I had to walk at times. It was dreadful. My watch lost gps signal around mile 13 or so and never came back on so I turned my watch off. I then depended on the km and mile markers to help me through. The miles felt long. I thought my time was going to be just awful. At one point a clock said 5 hours as I passed and I thought “WTF, how can that be??” And that really threw me off. I already knew my time was going to be terrible, but 5 hours?? About two miles to the end some spectators were holding out beers and I told them it was tempting as I ran by and then I turned around and took a swig! They loved it! They filmed me and took pictures. I actually felt great after too! I finally felt like I had energy again and ran the rest of the way. I got a little thrown off when they had signs saying 800 meters left, 600, 400…I don’t know how many feet that is but it felt long and hated those signs! The finish winds around a park and you pass Buckingham Palace. It becomes really wide also. And there were British flags flown and a huge red arch. It was fantastic!

I wrote my name on my bib after people said we should. The spectators yell, yell, yell. And they all yell your name along the way. These spectators were the loudest ever. Louder than Boston! So, so many people along the course. Sometimes they were well into the course area which made me nervous.

I drank water and Lucozade at every station. However it was a drag because it wasn’t on each side of the course so sometimes I had to dart over from one side of the course to get to the tables. And then the next aid station would be on the opposite side. They used bottled waters and electrolytes and it was such a waste. You only take a swig so there were so many full bottles of liquid everywhere. Plus, a lot of runners don’t seem to know what the etiquette is as far as getting the bottles out of the way of runners feet. It was so dangerous with bottles rolling around and people kicking them. Mile 23 we got to try the sustainable seaweed wrapped Lucozade filled pods. When they handed it to me it burst in my hand before I could get it all in my mouth, but it was interesting. And I like the idea of not using bottles.

The course is filled with charity runners. There are so many groups of spectators along the course with huge balloon arches and tables set up cheering all these charity runners the entire way. I have never seen so many charity runners in a race. They were not corralled toward the back like Boston or other races. To be honest, the way they do the waves and zones is very confusing to me. There are 3 groups: red, blue and green. We all started in different areas and each color group had several zones. A few miles in, we all merged together. It just seemed like a clusterfuck. I didn’t get it. I was told by someone that people often lie about their estimated time and put a faster time so they get in a different corral and can get away from all the charity and slower runners. Had I known this, I would have done this as well. There were also many runners in costume trying to beat different records, including Guinness World records as well.

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You can see how packed it is. This is later in the 2nd half and still so many runners around.

My time was terrible again (for me). I felt so good the first half and then just hated most of the second half. But a lot of runners I talked to had similar experiences. Many runners also lost gps signal too. I think it’s the buildings and so many people around that caused that. My right calf had a funny tight spot in it that I didn’t talk about because I didn’t want to jinx anything. I think I tweaked it when I mowed my lawn last week before leaving. Thank god it didn’t hurt during the race or cause cramps but I could feel the spot. I didn’t listen to my music for about half the race. I just wanted to hear the noise of the crowd and the music. But then I got annoyed that my body was hating this, so I needed the music to get through. I actually remember the songs and it helped. I saw several people being carted off by EMT’s and there was even a spot near the end where they had part of the course blocked surrounding a person getting CPR. That was a little disconcerting. But I heard the person was ok.

I wouldn’t say this race is very scenic. You do pass Cutty Sark, go across the Tower Bridge, which was super cool…but you mostly wind in and out of towns and business buildings. Lots of twists and turns. There were areas of the race you go through dark tunnels or just very narrow areas where you all have to squish together to get through or slow down. That seemed dangerous and strange to me. At least at the end you pass the London Eye, the Abbey and Buckingham Palace.

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Cutty Sark

 

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The amazing Tower Bridge

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Buckingham Palace near the finish line

After I collected my finish line goodies (you pick up your medal, then shirt, and post marathon food in a bag) and gear check bag I rested for a few on the curb and chatted with another runner that just finished. He had a similar experience as I did. He then asked if I wanted some pain meds. Haha! I don’t usually do that but why not. I wasn’t in pain but I’m sure it would help the soreness and uncomfortable-ness that comes with having just run 26.2 miles. I walked through Trafalger Square and went to Amira’s hotel that wasn’t far from the finish. When I arrived the whole lobby cheered for me and gave me a treat. It was so nice! Everywhere you went after, people would say “Well done!” (in an English accent of course) and asked “How did you get on?”

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Delicious free burger after the race!

We also got free food! This is the only race that I know of where many restaurants will give you free food and drinks after the race. We went to a burger place called the Meat Market in the Covent Garden area that my friend Ian suggested and they gave us free burgers! It was so good! Then we had beers at the pubs. It was a lot of fun!

After several hours out, I made my way home after getting some chips, guac and salsa, and a tasty local bottled beer from a Chipotle (yes, I guess they have these!). When I finally arrived back at my hotel, the bar was giving us runners free glasses of Prosecco. That was awesome too!

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There’s this high that comes along with marathon running. Even when you have bad races. As soon as I crossed the finish line I forgot about the struggle and the feeling of being defeated. I was just happy I finally got to do this race, even if my time sucked. And really, I had to put that into perspective. So many runners would kill for my time, just like I would kill for someone else’s. And going into this, I knew there were some disadvantages – running a second race in 13 days and running in a race of 42,000 people. OK, so maybe the few glasses of wine I had with my friends Friday night may have contributed. Or possibly jet lag, even though I never felt tired. It could be anything. I will never know for sure.

What I loved about this trip was that I got to see so many people. A lot of times when I travel alone to races I don’t know anyone. I got to see two friends from Sacramento that I haven’t seen in several years, that both live in London now. I got to see two runners Jennifer and Amira that I met in Boston. And I met several new runner friends that had purchased the same package through the tour group. It all made it a very special and awesome trip.

Running marathons is still a challenge and something I love, even when my race times don’t turn up. There’s a special community here of people that look out for each other, want the best for you, want to see you succeed, know what it feels like, and are joyous in your accomplishments. It’s about being inspired and staying focused and motivated, whatever your motivations are. It’s about passion.

Now I can say I have completed 5 of 6 stars and I’m just a little closer to completing my World Marathon Major challenge. It’s been many years in the making and, New York, I’m coming for you! xoxoLM medals

Boston Marathon #3 (2019)

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It wasn’t my best, it wasn’t my worst. But I’m satisfied. And happy.

I knew going into this, the weather was out of my control and I was pretty chill and relaxed about it all for the most part. It had been changing so much for weeks and days and hours leading up to the race. I ate pizza the night before, prepped all my gear, ate more carbs before I went to bed. I hydrated all Sunday and drank fluids during the morning before the race. I felt good.

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My new friend Amira from the UK and me on the bus to Hopkinton

Marathon Monday morning – It’s always an interesting way of doing things when the race doesn’t start til almost 11am. I have to eat twice. I had hot oatmeal with like 18g of protein and a scrambled egg when I got up. Then brought my kind bars, banana, pretzels and electrolytes with me for the wait time on the bus and at the start. It was thundering, lightening and pouring so hard. I had throw away layers and extra shoes and socks that I could could wear until I was ready to run. I wanted to stay as dry as possible.

After using the porta potties a couple times I was ready to go. Our wave was set for 10:50am and I could feel the humidity. The first few miles I felt amazing and was trying not to go super fast (although I saw that maybe I was going a little faster than I should have for this course). I felt good. I drank both Gatorade and water at every aid station to stay hydrated. By mile 8 I knew things were going to change. Mile 11, I took a selfie and sent it to Katy. I really wanted to send her a poop face as I was starting to feel the humidity and knew this was getting harder. That’s also when I saw it was 75% humidity. Oh boy!thumbnail_06BCE9EA-F1C2-470E-B8BE-59F878A4A54D

I knew I didn’t care about my time necessarily but this became a challenge for sure. I walked a lot. That almost never happens. But I couldn’t help it. I was hot and sweaty and wet. My body already runs warm when I run so this wasn’t good for me. I’ve never found a way (yet) to get past this mentally. It wasn’t as bad as my race in Trinidad & Tobago but it was surely not easy.

Spectators had bags of ice and were handing out cups of ice cubes or you could just grab into their bags. The spectators were also giving extra water cups than what was being given at the aid stations. They had wet paper towels for us to wipe our faces and necks. Of course people were also handing out beer and that was tempting. I grabbed Swedish Fish from a guy that had a large Costco size bag and I told him thank you and that “it’s my favorite candy”! I grabbed a small package of Haribos, but after I finally opened them and popped them in my mouth I spit them out. Just didn’t taste good at the moment. A fireman had a hydrant open spraying water for us…that felt cold and amazing. I hit several signs for “power” and fist bumped the Hulk. I also stopped for a few seconds to pet an adorable dog in a cute older ladies sweatshirt that she was wearing. I think the pup was named Chantel.

Most of the time I was trying to high five as many kids as I could along the route. They really are what keep you going. The spectators along this entire course cheer so loud and really push you to stay motivated with their energy. Even if they are drunk and wild, they know the importance of this race and it means so much to everyone. I know for a while my face probably didn’t look so happy. But I was just trying to stay focused and get to the finish. It was tough out there for most people. I saw several EMTs bring out stretchers to carry runners out. And know of some people who collapsed with heat stroke.

In the last miles while it was still sunny and warm I moved to the right to be in the shade. The temp seemed to be pretty hot then. Somewhere between mile 23 and 24 I noticed my watch lost GPS signal and it never came back. At that point I didn’t really care or want to know what my awful time was. The crowds were getting louder and louder and as I saw the Citgo sign I knew we were close.

Then it started pouring!! Some runners put on their ponchos. That seemed like too much effort to me. The rain felt so good. It cooled things down a bit. And I just wanted to get this over with and run to the finish.

I remember thinking about the bombing as we were almost finished. Wondering if it could happen again. I think that was when I saw the overpass that we go under and it’s painted blue with the words Boston Strong on it. You have a lot of time to think about many things during a marathon. And then I saw a girl wavering while she was walking in the middle of everyone. I asked if she was ok and she said no, so I yelled to the policeman on the side to get her medical attention. And then I just kept running. I was feeling excited and happy that I was about to turn on Hereford…and then the left on Boylston. And there it was. The finish line ahead. Oh man, I got pumped up and started sprinting. The crowds were so loud! I had the biggest smile on my face. I looked over and somehow spotted Katy on the side! Literally looked over and spotted her in the yellow Marathon Tours freebie poncho we got at the expo. That was awesome! And I just ran it in.

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Something I thought about during the race was this type of unfavorable circumstance would have been better run if with a buddy. I think having someone you know and runs the same pace (or maybe not the same pace, but close?) would help with motivation and the push during a hard race. When you are solo, you have to stay strong and focused and not let the bad thoughts enter your brain and take over. I think its even harder mentally. At least a buddy is right there with you and you can talk to each other and keep motivating each other when times get rough.That’s why I had to listen to the crowds and let them drown out my music so I could let them carry me to the finish.

thumbnail_IMG_1282Katy and I then wandered to get food and found a Japanese place and I got a lovely bowl of udon and some sushi. It was delicious! And of course, we continued to celebrate the rest of the night as every Boston Marathoner should.

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Celebration!

I know I should never say never, but I went into this race knowing that it’s probably my last Boston. I don’t need to go back. I don’t need to do this race several times. 3 is more than I ever dreamed of and I am ecstatic that I’ve been able to achieve this 3 times! The standards are getting harder and harder and I don’t have that determination to keep trying to BQ all the time or PR at all my races. It doesn’t mean I’ll give up and run slow races, it just means I don’t want the pressure anymore. So many people want to go to Boston, so I hope they can qualify and I’m glad to give up my spot for them. It’s the best race, hands down, and I feel so lucky that I have 3 magical unicorns in my home!

I listen to a special playlist for every 26.2 I run. I put the music together carefully so I have songs that pump me up during different parts of the race, especially the end. During this race, I don’t remember most of the songs I listened to because I was concentrating on the heat and the cheering and other things around me. Only one song do I remember and I am going to leave the lyrics here for you. I remember hearing the words coming through and getting choked up.

** “Rise Up” – Andra Day **

You’re broken down and tired
Of living life on a merry-go-round
And you can’t find the fighter
But I see it in you so we gonna walk it out
Move mountains
We gonna walk it out
And move mountainsAnd I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
And I’ll rise up
High like the waves
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For youWhen the silence isn’t quiet
And it feels like it’s getting hard to breathe
And I know you feel like dying
But I promise we’ll take the world to its feet
Move mountains
Bring it to its feet
Move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For youAll we need all we need is hope
And for that we have each other
And for that we have each other
And we will rise
We will rise
We’ll rise
We’ll rise

I’ll rise up
Rise like the day
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I will rise a thousand times again
And we’ll rise up
High like the waves
We’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
We’ll rise up
And we’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you

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2019 Boston Marathon