Boston 2014 was an event to be cherished. It was so much more than a marathon. It was history. Love. Community. Strength. Healing. I wasn't going to write much of a blog post on this race this time. I know I mentioned it a bit in my recent post on Post Marathon Funk but I didn't give much detail on the actual trip/race. I'm having a hard time finding the words. I mean, how do I even go about capturing this year...this race? My entire Boston experience was so much more than I'm ready to capture adequately but I do feel some sort of pull to process some of it through writing so a bullet post it is for now!
Lots of special little things in our bags this year. This sticker just might make it to my car someday when I drive something other than a minivan. And what a special idea with this bracelet that was made from one of the limited edition 2013 Boston Marathon street banners. "It is an authentic piece of the world's most historic race. Please wear it to honor all who were affected as well as a symbol of support for the Boston Athletic Association, the Boston Marathon and the City of Boston."
What a memorable year to be in Boston for the marathon! We drove the whole family there, stayed with dear friends, reunited with more special friends and took part in one of the most amazing races in the history of marathons! Boston is probably my favorite city in the U.S...such a mix of beauty, history, vibrance, spirit, and charm. It is a city I hope to return to again and again for it surely holds a piece of my heart.
I haven't written much about my Boston training this time. I've kept things quiet and taken a break from being so open with my workouts. A season in my life.
This has been one of the most successful and strong training cycles I've ever had. I had an awesome coach who planned some really perfect for me workouts along the way. Since my plan was tailored just to me, I was able to give and take in ways that helped me avoid injury and overtraining like I have experienced in the past.
I went into Boston quietly confident and peaceful. Ready to be with friends, share Boston with my family (road trip!), embrace and soak up the love and healing that was there with Boston Strong, and run a strong race.
I really had no doubts that I had a PR in me. But as with many race day realities, things don't always go according to expectation.
Boston held true to her past reputation with me and proved to be a course that challenges me like no other.
I was far from racing a PR but I did run a time I was proud of on race day and I didn't let my disappointment take away from Boston 2014 as a whole. This was my 4th Boston and my fastest one yet. I'm proud of this.
My post race thoughts on Facebook: Thank you all for the love, support, and encouragement today! Wow! What an amazing year to runThe Boston Marathon!! Truly an honor. Hard race/course as always. Lots of throwing up at mile 20 and after that, I was just happy ....beyond relieved really...to make it to the finish. 3:28:xx...I'll take it. 10 min off of goal but a Best time for this course!! So many emotions in being here. Mostly Happy and Honored!! Cheers Friends! Love Wins!! And can this running community get any more amazing???!
I had the ideal training schedule. I was able to run many of my runs on a soft trail in a most beautiful place around a lake! Very little of my runs were on the treadmill this time. In the past, almost all of my marathon training runs were treadmill runs. So nice to have been able to be outside so much. Again, no excuses for not having run my best race. Just didn't happen.
At the end of this training cycle 7:20s-7:30s felt easy and strong. I had that pace! Almost as if I could run it in my sleep. Seemed like a given that I could maintain a slower pace for the marathon. But nothing is a given on race day.
I could reflect all day on all the things that could have gone differently in order to run a better race but it is what it is. I didn't have it. Again, I'm proud of what I did do on race day. Another race. But Boston 2014 was surely not just a race. There was so much more to this experience than a time on the clock.
Weather. I personally though the weather was perfect! I know some found it to be hot but I suppose it is just what you are used to and what you prefer. It was mid 60s (I think...don't know specific temp) with a slight breeze. My past marathons have been so HOT that this one seemed like a gift. Boston 2004 was 87 degrees, Boston 2012 90 degrees, Newport 2011 80s, two July Marathons, and Napa Valley the second time was in the 70s. I'll gladly take the 60s!!
My race splits show that I started to struggle at mile 17 as is the case for most people that run Boston...the hills of Newton! I planned for my splits to be slower here but I had hoped to keep them right around 7:45. I guess Newton had other plans. I started getting sick around that time too and managed to hold it all in until mile 20. At mile 20 I lost everything. I just stopped and threw up again and again until it was all gone. This was my first time throwing up in a race. Stupid Power Gel...I should have known better than to take that. I thought that maybe it would go down easier since it is more watery than the other gels but I should have known not to try something new on race day. By the time I started running again, I saw a 12 or 13 min mile. ugggh! Managed to get it down quite a bit and run my next mile strong but then I was toast!! My last section of the race was at a 6:3x pace...this tells me that I had more than I thought left in the tank. A disappointing feeling for sure! My splits: 7:36, 7:26, 7:21, 7:28, 7:36, 7:33, 7:33, 7:38, 7:34, 7:44, 7:41, 7:29, 7:33, 7:37, 7:45, 7:33, 8:06, 8:12, 8:01, 8:17, 9:56 (PUKING MILE), 7:41, 7:57, 8:10, 8:34, 9:02 (arg, worse mile ever in a race...hate feeling like I'm going to faint!), .52 (yes, I know a marathon is only 26.2...ha!) @ 6:37 pace. 3:28:37
I'm honored to have been in Boston this year. As much as I dislike the Boston course, I also love it. It is challenging and there are so many different ways you could run it. Fun to think about strategy for the next time. Yes, I do plan on running it again. One of those races/trips that has become something my husband and I look forward to. AND we get to see friends!
This was the first year that we've brought the whole family to Boston for the marathon. It was fun and the 16 hour road trip was actually not bad! They spent so much of their time making Boston Band bracelets. What a great lesson in business. They ended up selling them outside of the expo. They sold out in 30 minutes.
This was a nice start to the road trip. Wasn't quite like this the whole way. Ha! But close.
These bands sold for 2 for $5 or one for $3. They sold out in 30 minutes. 10% of the proceeds went to the ONE Fund.
The city of Boston was alive like I've never seen before! And getting to enjoy it with two of my closest friends? So special! Love these girls!
Saturday morning. Up early for the 5k where my good friend's daughter was running! It was fun to be there for this event and Boston graced us with a glorious morning. The whole weekend was glorious.
This was incredible! The Marathon Scarf Project. Volunteers from all over the world made scarves to send to the Old South Church in Boston where more volunteers handed them out with a blessings of remembrance and hope. So beautiful!!
This was incredible! The Marathon Scarf Project. Volunteers from all over the world made scarves to send to the Old South Church in Boston where more volunteers handed them out with a blessings of remembrance and hope. So beautiful!!
Expo fun! And getting a chance to hug sweet Petra!! Oh, what a kindred spirit. Such an authentic and free spirit! Can't say enough about her.
A marathon expo wouldn't be the same without a stop by the Nuun Hydration booth! Always nice to see Kim. This year she cheered loudly for me at mile 19...I needed that Kim. Thank you!
Meetin Kara and Lauren was a highlight of my expo time! These girls are such inspirations! What perfect women to represent such a great company like Oiselle!
Could spend many an hour on the Harvard campus!
Layered up in our throw away clothes and ready to head to Hopkinton!
So happy that I got to ride to Hopkinton with this special girl!
And we saw Petra again!!! In line for the loo (isn't that what they say in London Petra?)
And to think we all met through running blogs! We truly do find our family /friends in the most unexpected of ways.
Better than a PR!
A perfect glow greeting me on race morning
The morning we left Boston. Seems fitting that it would be rainy to match my sadness in saying goodbye.
One of many favorite churches...this one in Cambridge
Yes, yes, I DO love Boston!
Watch out Boston
Part of school reports on the trip home. We learned so much!
"I'll see you next year Beautiful Boston. And our spirits will be STRONGER. They already are. Fear doesn't win. Love does." --taken from my reflections from Boston 2013
This blog doesn't get much exercise these days. Seems like I go longer and longer between posts. Inconsistent at best. So, while I'm in better shape than perhaps I've ever been, my blog is wildly out of shape. And this is probably a good thing right now. It means I've been focused on other things...life! Training for the Boston Marathon 2014 has been a big part of that but definitely not the main focus. Life has been pretty balanced these days and the marathon training has been so much less of the main focus and so much more of a beautiful and energizing compliment to the other areas of my life. Just the perfect place really.
Today, one year after Boston 2013, seems like a fitting day to blow the dust off this blog a bit and do some reflection. I've never been one to remember exact dates all the time. I remember moments. Experiences. Feelings. So, even though I was in Boston last year...running, watching, experiencing...I did't entirely register 4-15 as the exact day that it was. I remember Boston 2013. Very much. Of course. I remember my feelings on that day. I remember what the race meant for me. I remember the outreach of love from family, friends and the running community world wide. I remember so much. And I won't forget. But waking up this morning to register that today is the exact day...one year exactly...brought with it some unexpected emotions. Emotions I haven't entirely allowed myself to feel.
There have been many times over the last year that I've found myself thinking that since I was one of the lucky ones that wasn't physically harmed or that didn't have any loved ones who were harmed or killed, that I don't really have a right to feel too much emotion. I remember thinking this directly after the bombings and on into the night of the marathon as we made our way out of the city to a friend's house. I told myself this on my flight home and when I hugged my kids when we arrived safely. I pushed emotions away when people asked me about the race and my experience. I almost felt like I didn't deserve to grieve or feel deep emotion compared to so many others. I'd quickly replace my feelings of sadness with all the reasons I had to be thankful: My husband and friends who were near the finish area were safe, kids were with their grandma back home, I finished with plenty of time to not only have had my race but to be far enough away from the bombs to where I only heard them...so many things to be thankful for. But that didn't take away from the real emotions that were also part of that day...that moment. The truth is, so many of us were affected by this tragedy. All our feelings are valid: grief, sadness, fear, anger, relief. All of us that feel something are entitled to those feelings no matter how silly we feel about expressing them. All of us: Those that were physically harmed or that lost a loved one. The families and friends back home who were watching and hearing about the tragedy. The running communities near and far. Those of us that raced. The citizens of Boston. Or those that just FEEL for HUMANITY. It's the way we come together after tragedy (of any size) that adds to the beauty of life...the way we come together to
love
feel
process
support
and
rebuild.
TOGETHER.
I look back to Boston 2013 with a lot of different feelings. It isn't lost on me even a little in the power that this race held for me when it comes to letting go of fear and replacing it with love. That's what this race was for me. My words to myself during this race were all about self love and comfort during a somewhat unpredictable time in life. "Leave fear on the course. Let fear go with every step. You are in control. You are where you are at this time and that's just where you need to be. All will be okay."
I didn't realize at the time that this very race would be what would not only help me get rid of fear in my personal life, but what would bring me calm during a tragedy that came to a city, a race, a day, the community and sport that I love so much.
"It is this very act of letting go of fear and replacing it with an incredible amount of self love that gave me peace and calm during those hours of tragedy that touched Boston at the finish line of one of the greatest human sporting events of history. It was those 26.2 miles of remembering myself and finding an Amanda that I'd never fully seen before that prepared me for what was to come and what is still here to process."
I love Boston. I love the city. And I especially love the Boston Marathon. It is a race I hope to run as many times as I can. It isn't just a race for me. It is an experience. It's the energy. A celebration of the sport of marathoning that I love so much. It is a spirit. And I couldn't be more excited to return to run again next week. It will be my fourth Boston Marathon and probably my most special. I'm excited to be there with my family and spend time with some of my dearest friends. I'm excited to be running in a race with so many of my favorite runners from all around the world. It will be a day where we all come together....with love, resilience, passion, and spirit. Together. As spectators. Runners. Community. STRONGER. STRONG. BOSTON STRONG. Boston 2014 will be yet another way to come together and send a message of: LOVE WINS.
Below is one of my favorite songs lately and one that gives such a beautiful tribute to this race, this tragedy, this sport that we love....
Be Well Friends,
Amanda
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