The Year I Almost Ran Boston

I should be feeling sore -painfully sore -and drained today.  And I do- but it’s all mental instead of physical.  Because yesterday I was SUPPOSED to run the Boston Marathon.  I’ve been training for months, and anticipating the day for much longer than that.    As an avid recreational runner who loves running races (though I’ve never done longer than a 1/2 marathon) it’s something I’ve always wanted to do.  And I turned 40 this year, so I thought it was the perfect time to go for it.  Plus, I had a good reason to run- a good cause to support.  I signed up to raise money for Children’s Hospital Boston, in honor of a dear friend’s son, and my own daughter who has spent time and been successfully treated at the hospital. I raised almost $6000.

I was ready.  I wasn’t nervous a bit.  I told everyone my goal time to finish was under 4 1/2 hours, but in my head I had been thinking I could probably do it in 4 hours and 15 minutes if I was having a good day.  And, I knew I’d have a good day.  I didn’t skimp on training and I had dedicated myself in the way that I knew prepared me well.

But then the weather forecast started changing.  And, the temperatures started climbing.  I started to get a little nervous and began to adjust my expectations.  4.15 probably wasn’t realistic- but I could still shoot for 4.30 or 4.45 and be happy.

Then, as we sat at the CHB marathon weekend kick off party we go the first email from the BAA advising people to take a deferment to next year because the weather was looking to be dangerously hot.  My husband (who was also running) and I thought about it for a minute, maybe two, but then pressed on.  We deleted the email and headed out to pick up our numbers.  We were still running.  But, even then I was nervous.  87 degrees is hot when you are just stitting outside sipping water.  Running 26.2 in that kind of heat seemed a little daunting.  I re-adjusted my goal again.  A 5 hour marathon was ok with me.

Sunday progressed as planned.  I did my last easy 2 mile loop to keep loose, we hydrated, we ate bagels for breakfast and egg white sandwiches for lunch.   We dropped the kids off at my sisters and headed home to have our pasta dinner and get to bed early.

Then we got the second email from the BAA.  This one was worded even more strongly than the first, and carried a warning from the medical directors.  It basically said if you were a first time marathoner, or if you haven’t qualified, or if you hadn’t run in heat in the past ten days, or even if you were experienced and hadn’t run a hot marathon you should sit it out.  The email went on and on.  And we got nervous.   We thought about our two kids.  We thought about a friend who’s husband had died a few years back from dehydration.  We thought about alot of things.  And, we thought- this is NUTS.    Really is it worth the risk?  And we thought: no.

So we decided to defer.  We turned the alarm clock off before we went to bed.

But still- I woke up at 5:3o.  I was sad.  It was already 60 degrees.  I put on my marathon shirt and went for an 8 mile run.  A consolation prize.  I cried.  It sucked.  But I still felt like it was the right decision.  Then I started watching the coverage.  And I thought- holy crap.  We are going to be the only two wimpy people to defer.  The marathon seemed to be progressing as normal. We SUCK.  But by then it was too late.  We had made our decision.

We went to Wellesley to cheer on our braver teammates.  It was pretty clear that it was a brutal race.  People weren’t looking good and it was only mile 15.  A woman collapsed right in front of us.  Many, many others were walking already and a lot of them had that dazed, ashen look that signals total exhaustion.  As wave three runners started passing it was looking worse and worse.  A friend texted me from mile 11 and said so many people were already toast it was starting to get scary.  Ambulance sirens filled the air.  The medical tents were overflowing.  It was hard to watch.  I found myself with tears in my eyes- partly because I was mad at myself for not being out there, but mostly because I felt for those people.  It was moving- that strength and courage it took for them to do that.

It was bad. But I still wished I was out there.

Over 4000 people decided not to run for one reason or another- maybe it was the heat or maybe it was for other personal reasons.  I give so much credit to the 22,000 people who decided to go ahead and run the marathon despite the daunting, dangerous heat.  They are all heros to me- just for going out there and giving it a go.  I don’t know how many of them wish they had deferred.  I don’t know how many of them regret not finishing, or how many of them feel sick today.  But I know all of them should be beyond proud that they were brave enough to get out there and do it.

For me, even given my regret about it, I still think it was the right decision to defer.  I think I probably would have been one of the 2000 people that ended up needing medical attention, and that’s not the marathon experience I wanted to have.   And, it wouldn’t have been fair to my kids. Or my husband.  And, I would have been a nervous wreck thinking about my husband out there too.  My head would not have been in the game.  I probably would have been defeated by the heat and anxiety by mile 2.  But, I do feel a bit like a loser.  I didn’t follow through on my plan.  Fell short of my goal. Failed.

We’ve signed up to do the NJ marathon in a few weeks, and we’re hoping that helps rid us of the feeling that we lamed out.  Hopefully it will.  And, for sure we’ll be back in 2013, running from Hopkinton to Boston in whatever weather mother nature decides to throw our way.

7 thoughts on “The Year I Almost Ran Boston

  1. Bonjour Suzanne et Marc , je n’ai peut être pas tout compris de ce texte mais j’ai ressenti votre grande déception à tous les deux ; toute cette préparation ,c ette excitation et ne pas courir ce jour la !!! mais vous avez fait preuve de beaucoup de bon sens en annulant votre participation : courir sous 30 degrés est réservé aux kenyan et ethiopiens ; vous supportez des associations de malades alors pourquoi vous rendre malade vous aussi ; ce n’est que partie remise et après une nouvelle année d’entrainement , vous terminerez le marathon 2013 en moins de 4H ;
    on vous embrasse

  2. Great post, Suzi. When I told your story to my wife yesterday, she thought you made a very smart decision. And she also hoped you’d find another race to run soon. You’ve put all the training in, and mentally you’re pumped up to go the distance. Best of luck in NJ!
    The money you raised for CHB still matters, despite not having run the race. You’re already a winner in my book!

  3. You and Mark did the right thing!!!Imagine how many marathons you have ahead of you? Safety first always. And yes, you are both winners for us!!!;-)

  4. Dear Susan and Marc,
    Thanks for sharing with us your experience and bravo for your determination… it was a difficult decision to make but I am sure it was the right one. Good luck for the NJ marathon!!!
    Be proud of yourself!!!!
    Michèle

  5. You guys absolutely made the RIGHT decision! I can’t imagine how tough it was:(. I can’t wait to hear how well you run in NJ and next year in Boston!!

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