Marathon number 6 is complete! The Boston marathon yesterday was the most exciting and amazing race I have ever done, and the fact that I ran it with my dad, while 20 weeks pregnant made it even more amazing. Not only is it extremely well organized, the support on the course is unbelievable (especially at Wellesley and Boston College!) Here’s how the day went:
I was up at 5, and we were out the door by 5:30. We were staying in an apartment a 20 minute bus-ride out of the city, so we caught the bus to the T and took it to where the buses would load to take the runners to Hopkinton. It was absolutely FREEZING and the wind was howling. After waiting in line for about 20 minutes, we were on the bus, and arrived at the Athlete’s Village in Hopkinton around 7:20.
I had a bagel, a little coffee, a PowerBar, and a bottle of water. I hung out with Aron and Page until it was time to walk to the starting line.
After dropping my check bag on the bus (such a well-organized system!) we had a .7 mile walk to the start.
We made our way to our Corral and within a few minutes it was time to go!
The first few miles are mostly downhill, and the crowds were awesome. I was feeling great, and my dad and I were chatting the whole time. I decided at the last minute not to wear a heart rate monitor because I’ve never worn it on my longer runs, so to make sure I wasn’t working too hard, I kept talking a lot. I never felt out of breath at all and was able to talk in complete sentences the whole time, so I think I kept the pace pretty reasonable.
I got SO many great comments about my shirt:
Are you really pregnant? – I said yes Woah, that’s awesome!
I am too! (2 women, one was 6 weeks, one was 24 weeks)
I’m not pregnant, I’m slow
Baby on Board? Woah, she’s pregnant! orBaby on Board? Holy Crap!
Can I borrow that shirt? (from a guy who was running)
Go pregnant lady!
That’s the best shirt I’ve ever seen
That baby’s going to come out running!
You’re my hero!
Lots of people also asked when I was due, and if I knew it was a boy or a girl, and a bunch of women told me about their experiences running while pregnant. Everyone was so sweet and supportive!
I was drinking a ton of fluid (alternating water and gatorade) and taking a Gu every 5 miles. I was really paranoid about getting dehydrated, but since I had to stop at 3 separate bathroom stops, I think I was doing ok!
Wellesley college was around the halfway point, and it was definitely one of my favorite parts of the race. Everyone had signs like “Kiss me I’m from Texas” or “Kiss me, I’m vegan,” and although I didn’t seen anyone actually kissing anyone else, the signs were really entertaining.
I slowed down a little bit after that, just to make sure I could still talk easily. I stopped at a port-a-potty at mile 15, and although I think it’s kind of ridiculous to tweet during a race, I figured I may as well since I was just standing in line anyway!
The next few miles were just rolling hills, and I was still feeling pretty good (although my feet were starting to get a little tired). Heartbreak hill was definitely not as bad as I was fearing and we passed a TON of people who were walking
Boston College was right after the hill, and there was pretty much an entire mile of students cheering loudly. The last 4 miles had consistent crowds, which totally helped me keep my mind off my sore feet.
Not long after Boston College, I saw the infamous Citgo sign! By this point I was feeling kind of tired. I was talking less, so my dad kept asking me questions to keep me going. I wasn’t out of breath at all, but my legs were slowing down a little.
Not too much later we were making the last turn onto Boylston! My dad had called my mom and sister to find out where they were, and we were really excited to see them!
Our finish time was officially 4:56 (I stopped my watch at my bathroom stops, so I was actually running for 4:48). It was so much fun running with my dad, and I felt so overwhelmed and grateful for all the support from you guys on twitter and in your comments. Everything from the weather to the crowds was pretty much perfect, and I hope to be able to do it again!