Another bucket list item bites the dust. I completed the Boston Marathon last Monday. After raining on both Saturday and Sunday, the weather cleared up on Monday. The temperature was about 45° at the start and warmed up to about 55° by the end of the race. It was a little windy in spots, but all in all, a pretty good day for running. The race started in the little town of Hopkinton at 10am. My wife and I stayed at a hotel near this town and I took the hotel shuttle to the starting line. I arrived there at 9am and spent the hour or so before the race in the Athlete’s Village. The village was located on the grounds at the local school. There were several big white tents with bagels, bananas, power bars, coffee, Gatorade, water, etc. Music was blaring, the sun was shining, and there were hundreds of porta-potties for the runners. Just before the start of the race, a group of fighter jets from the local military unit flew overhead and made it to Boston in just about 4 minutes (cheaters!).
About 30 minutes before the race, they came on the PA system and told the runners to start heading for the starting line. The Athlete’s Village is about ¾ of a mile from the actual starting line. As you start the walk, you can feel the excitement and tension building. As you near the line, you enter your starting corral based on your bib number. When the race starts, it may take a few minutes before you actually begin to get into a racing stride, depending on how far back in the pack you are. With around 25,000 runners, it’s a little crowded, particularly at the start. As you’re running and looking down the racecourse, it looks like a solid wall of humanity with little heads constantly bobbing up and down. The first couple of miles are a little bit crowded, but after that, things spread out enough to where there’s plenty of room to run without constantly bumping into each other.
The run went pretty well during the first half of the race. At the 13-mile mark, you pass by Wellesley College. I think just about every girl there had a sign that said, “Kiss Me.” They were all there cheering us on and it was a pretty loud group of ladies. There were several guys that did take the girls up on their offer. However, since this was Hillary Clinton’s alma mater, I politely declined their offer. At the 14-mile mark, my calf muscles started to lock up on me. As some of you know, I injured my back two months before the race and I couldn’t run for a whole month. I was only able to run a total of 60-70 miles over the 2-month period leading up to the race. Most runners training for a marathon will run that much in only 1-2 weeks. My muscles just didn’t have the strength built up in them to handle a 26-mile run. For miles 14 to 23, I would run until my muscles cramped up and then walk until they un-cramped enough to start another short run. By the 23rd mile, my calf muscles completely locked up and I was unable to run any more. I then finished the last 3 miles by walking as fast as I could. When I got within about 100 feet of the finish line, I made my best impression of a running movement, and crossed the line with my arms raised up in victory.
Considering my situation, I’m pretty pleased that I was able to finish the race. It would have been nice to be more competitive, but it just wasn’t meant to be. I managed to get a copy of me crossing the finish line from a video feed from the local NBC station in Boston. The video below isn’t the greatest quality, but you can see me hobbling across the line.

One week from tomorrow is the 114th running of the Boston Marathon. I got my official Boston Marathon race packet in the mail last week. My bib pickup card is what you see on the left. I’ve decided to run in it, after all. I was able to get an 18-mile run in about 10 days ago and a 10-mile run in last Saturday. The 18-mile run was a tough one, but considering the little training that I’ve done over the past month, it was bearable. Like I said in a previous post, I’ve given up on trying to run any kind of competitive time. I’m just going to be happy if I can finish it.

Success! And my first
It’s official. I’m going to enter my first marathon ever. Last Saturday I ran in the 20-mile pre-marathon race in Grand Rapids. The weather was great for running. It was in the high 50’s and low 60’s for the entire run. Earlier in the week they had predicted rain, but it never happened. It was overcast with a slight breeze. For me, that’s ideal. I just hope that the weather cooperates for the actual marathon. Running yesterday gave me a good chance to see what the general course would be like on race day. I wasn’t planning on running with anyone, but I ran into my brother-in-law’s neighbor just prior to the start of the race. We started out together and ended up running the entire race together. I’ve never run with anyone before but it seemed to work out pretty well for me. We talked throughout the race and before I knew it, we were done. I’ve never run 20 miles before, but after finishing the race, I felt great. I burned a total of 2800 calories. After I got home and took a shower, my wife, daughter and I went out to eat. We ate at a new Italian restaurant that just opened near our house. I ordered a Calzone, chicken wings and cheese breadsticks. I think I replaced the entire 2800 calories that I had just burned earlier in the day!
If you’re serious about exercising and you want to track your progress, there are several electronic devices out on the market to help you. I looked at several models myself before settling on the Garmin Forerunner 305. 