I got a lot of funny looks when I said I was running the Detroit Freep Half +. My plan was to race the half, PR, then catch up with Meg at Belle Isle and finish the marathon with her. Since I only had a Half bib, I was a little concerned I might get pulled off the course. That’s when Ricky Rick’s misfortune turned into my benefit. Rick was very kind to let me use his bib with a few restrictions: “as long as you are not planning on defecting, staging some type of heist, or some other ill-begotten activity wearing my number, I'm okay with it.” Ready to run!
After PRing the Brooksie and having no physical excuses and perfect weather, I was feeling pretty good about hitting my new goals at Detroit. Starting in Coral A was exciting, surrounded by lots of really fast people. Of course I got caught up in the excitement and started out too fast. Some guy wearing a Pittsburgh Marathon shirt passed me around mile 2, it was Jim M, I had to catch up with him to say, “Good Luck.” He was very focused, determined, and sped away quickly. The rest of my race had the normal ups and downs: Huffing and puffing going up the bridge, 5 seconds faster than my goal at the 10K point, hitting mile 8 realizing I’m going way to fast and having to slow down for a mile to recover, holding on until the finish as runner after runner passed me. I missed my goal by about 2 minutes, but it was still a good race.
Now the fun part! After I got my medal, ate a banana, chocolate milk, apples and granola, I hopped back into the race on Michigan Avenue and stayed left at the split this time. I ran with the runners to the halfway point and was happy to cheer Meg and then Julie on their first marathon journey. Next a quick jog to Belle Isle. I got to cheer Jim M again as he came off of Belle Isle, still looking strong. Then the tricky part, I had Rick’s bib on under my half bib. I snuck behind an abandoned building and put the full marathon bib on top of my half and removed all the timing tags.
A few minutes later, here comes Meg! I just popped out of the crowd and joined her on the way to Belle Isle. After 19 miles and perhaps starting a little too fast, she was still looking pretty good! The winds on Belle Isle slowed us down quite a bit, and I had to stop and stretch my IT band. Coming back across the bridge we saw Otto making his way onto the island, a little less cheerful than the early morning picture.
We ran by a lot of “greenies” struggling between 22 and 24. I tried some encouraging words, you never know if it might help someone. Around 24.5 I was in a pretty good mood and here comes Kevin and Paula, out of the blue. Music was blaring and I starting singing along with the Lynyrd Skynyrd tune. I started to feel a little guilty. I hadn’t run as far as all of these people, so I tried to cool my enthusiasm a bit.
Mile 25: After a little slow down on last hill, Meg kicked it up and finished her first marathon with a strong 4:01! As she got her medal, several volunteers tried to give me a medal. I just shook my head to their quizzical looks. I had only ran a Half + of 25.25 miles.
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