Marathons: Always train hard...but always leave room for "the God's of race day" to have their say. Today was their day...and they let me know it with a hard crash between miles 21 and 22. It's difficult to determine what lead to my energy crisis so deep into today's race. The weather...and pretty much everything about the day...was perfect! Until I got to mile 22... My stomach was reeling...my head was swimming...and my quads were locked. Had this happened earlier in the race...I may very well have pulled myself off the course...and called it a day. But with only a few miles to go...I just had to try to get to the finish. As a friend pointed out afterward...those moments when we have to "gut it out"...can be just as satisfying as those days when everything seems effortless. I'm slowly coming around to that line of thought now.
I'm not going to spend too much time today evaluating what went wrong though. Instead...I'm going to celebrate a very hard fought finishing time of 3:59 and change...for my 10th consecutive sub-4:00 marathon. I had to work really hard for that "save", and I'm pleased that the effort paid off.
I can't say enough about the organization and support from the USMC for this event. They set the standard that all the rest can only hope to achieve. Many, MANY thanks to the thousands of Marines who were out there really early...and worked very hard to make this event such a huge success!
Officially: 3:59:38. 4,471st out of 20,895 total finishers. 3,365th out of 12,365 men.