And just like, the delicious weekend is over.
And just like that, the countdown to next weekend begins.
Did you remember to “fall back” this weekend? I loved that extra hour of sleep on Sunday morning. I did not love working through the sunset today:
Okay, so seasonal depression may be a bit of an exaggeration, but I will really miss the extra hours of sunlight. Too soon to start the countdown to spring?
The weather on marathon day was gorgeous; it was too warm for coats, but was still chilly enough to like fall. As a spectator, it was perfect, although I kept thinking that if I was running, I’d probably want it to be about 10 degrees cooler.
Friends and I were stationed a block north of the Mile 19 mark, in Spanish Harlem. While streets get really crowded a bit further downtown, by the time you get up to Harlem they have thinned out quite a bit, so you aren’t fighting like a crazy person for a spot to stand.
Early on, I got to catch the elite group of women run by. First Mary Keitany:
And then the rest of the lead pack (including female winner Firehiwot Dido), trailing her by about 2 minutes:
You guys, were you watching on TV? It was crazy when first Firehiwot (what a fierce name!) and then the Buzunesh Deba (#2) eventually passed Mary. It made for quite the exciting last few miles. I have to admit, was feeling sort of bad for Mary when it all went down — I just wanted her to keep that pace and beat the world record! It would have been so awesome! I’m mostly over it.
Throughout the rest of the day, I alternated between my street view on 1st Ave:
and an apartment party on 2nd (Cider + Rum? Yes, please).
Sadly, the tracking app I had downloaded wasn’t working properly so I ended up missing almost all of the people I was looking out for. It was really frustrating (grr I want my $2.99 back!). I did get to see my friend Meghan and her fiance Tristan run by though, it all happened so fast, I didn’t get the change to snap a pic. They both looked great!
Overall the day was fun and inspirational and by around 4pm, I felt like I had run the marathon. I was exhausted! I’m sure future “marathon-runner Gillian” will really appreciate that one.
Today at work, my marathon high got a second wind, and I actually started telling people that I would be running the marathon in 2013. Almost everyone responded “why not 2012?”
That being said, time for bed so I can be up nice and early for my second Bridge to 10K run! Hopefully it goes as well as the first.
Sweet marathon-filled dreams!