The meteorologists had been warning us about rain all week. I packed an extra outfit in case of rain. First thing this morning, I looked at the radar and it was all clear. Yes! I didn't need my rain jacket and it was warm enough (57°F or about 14°C) that I didn't even need anything on my arms and wore a pair of leggings. Perfect. Right? Wrong. Somehow in the time between checking the weather and arriving at the Smithsonian metro station a rain storm materialized. It started out as a couple big drops on my head...then my nose...then my arms. In that walk over to the starting area, my Dad and I stopped off at some portajohns that were on the course, but without the crazy lines! Marking that up as a win, we continued on and the rain just continually got heavier turning into a heavy drizzle.
We got through security with about an hour to go before the race was due to start. The rain was still tolerable at this point, so I stopped and took a selfie in front of the U.S. capitol building.
It was about 6:50 in the morning and it was still pretty dark out! |
Once the race began, the rain started to let up. I helped pace my Dad who hasn't raced since July and seemed to be fighting some serious race anxiety, as a lot of people do during the first race of the season. I had already run 2 longish distance races this season--the Charles Street 12 and Hokie Half Marathon, so this one felt like nothing. Not only that, but we have done this course twice before and I've PR'd every time. I was confident that we had this race in the bag, but admittedly I was prepared to be a little slower due to the rain.
After giving a Marine a high five, I looked down at my Garmin only to see the time. I had started it like normal, and it was showing me that we were doing awesome and on track to beat last year's time. Somehow, my Garmin managed to not only end the run, but DISCARD it! I honestly have no idea how it happened, but I started it over again.
When we rounded the corner to go up the hill to the Iwo Jima memorial, I said to my Dad "Let's make this hill our bitch!" and he took off like a shot up the hill...meanwhile I made it about halfway up the hill running which is still awesome for me. I remembered though that my Dad and I started about 3 minutes after the gun went off, so when I saw the clock said 1:14:34 I got excited but tried to hold it back just in case. Soon afterwards my Dad and I made it through the long line for medals, took pictures of ourselves in front of the Iwo Jima Memorial and went through the lines of snacks, water and red finisher jackets in lieu of foil blankets. (My personal favorite snack? The watermelon just beyond the bridge. I don't know what it is, but it always tastes amazing.) We also got more samples of sunscreen, trail mix and coupons from Wegmans before rounding the corner to hop back on the metro to get home.
On the bridge, just before the watermelon! |
My bib and finisher medal |
Hi I am doing this for the first time this year. Where did you park - near the finish line? Then how did you get to the starting point? Thank you!!! Tanya
ReplyDeleteI took the metro! It's so close to the start and the finish there is absolutely no reason to drive into DC. Traffic is such a mess that day due to street closures it's not even worth the stress.
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