Sunday, June 19, 2011

Race Review: Grandma's Marathon: What's Hot and What's Not

Grandma's Marathon is held in mid-June in Duluth, MN. Interestingly enough, it is not named after anyone's grandmother, but rather a local saloon in town that donated money to support the race in its first year.

What's Hot:


*The race is point-to-point. This isn't terribly common so it sets the race apart.

*The course is run along Lake Superior which is a beautiful view. If there's a point where you can't see the waves sliding in, no worries because you have lush, green trees to look at.

*It's marketed as a relatively flat course with rolling hills. (First of all, kudos for being accurate on the description. Too many races aren't accurate.) However, as the #1 hater of hills, I had no complaints with the gently rolling hills. If there was a slight up, there was also a slight down so it worked.

*Pace groups were CLEARLY marked along the side of the start line as well as where the individual pace leader with the balloons stood. Pacers had extra bracelets with them. Kudos to them for bringing those for runners that didn't pick them up at the expo.

*Hands down, the best aspect of the race was the water stops. I'd put Grandma's up against any race in the country and bet others would also agree this race has the best water stops. Water stops have a habit of being packed or forcing you to stop dead in your tracks because the person in front of you stopped. Not here. There are tall signs (water in white, Powerade in black) in front of each table to let you know what is at each table so the volunteers don't have to shout it out (though they do that, too). They alternate tables in the SAME water stop. Water, Powerade, water, Powerade. Most of the water stops also had ice chips in them. At least three even had sponges. There was not a lack of volunteers for water stops.

*The name-that's just cool. And they even give an award out to the first grandma to cross the finish line.

*The size of the race. The organizers promote the event as "World Class Event, Small Town Charm". I'd agree. Very well run for a small race. They've had 35 years to perfect it so I expect nothing less.

*Peaceful. Relaxing. Peaceful. No other way to say it.

*The expo was huge and had well-known guest speakers. There were a ton of vendors. They even had food vendors selling bagels in 2 packs and fruit by the piece. For out-of-towners, this is perfect.

*The volunteers were friendly and went out of their way to help. When we arrived at the buses too early (only the half-marathon was boarding) in the pouring down COLD rain, the volunteer in charge of the buses allowed us to sit in his van to wait. Classy. The packet pickup volunteer moved the table so we could cut through to get to the buses. Good thing, too, because being from out of town, we had no idea how to get around the building. That's not something you want to figure out after 26.2 miles, either.

*Other runners who stepped up to the plate. At one point, there was a runner lying on the side of the road. Four other runners stopped their own race to help her. Selfless. When I finished, we were not directed to food or the thermal blankets and the temperature was low so I began shivering after I picked up my bag from gear check. Another runner noticed that I was shivering more than I should be and she gave me two thermal blankets and helped wrapped me in them. Beyond kind.

*Weather banners noted the weather on the course. They were large and easy to see so you knew what you were up against. Our day was white: hypothermia possible.

*The local newspaper posted every finisher's name and time in the paper the next day. This makes you feel special, especially if you aren't a speed demon. What a great souvenir.

*The medal ranks as one of my favorites. On the back it says, "Everyone's a Champion". It's true so it's nice to read...especially after 26.2 miles.







What's Not:


*Hotel prices. It was very difficult to find a reasonably priced hotel nearby (even taking into consideration that reasonably priced is going to be much higher than normal due to it being a race weekend).

*The expo was too crowded. I'm not sure how because it was in one of the largest areas I've seen an expo in. It was very difficult to maneuver between people and there was no flow to it. I also didn't see a help booth to ask general questions. Maybe it was there, but I couldn't find it.

*Merchandise at the expo. I waited over six months to purchase a Grandma's Marathon jacket. I sat money aside just for this. By the time I arrived at the expo, ALL jackets were sold out. There were nine hours left of the expo and they were out! Few items had size small left. Incredibly disappointed about this one.

*Finishers t-shirts. Medals are for finishers, not t-shirts. Even if someone starts the race and is forced to drop out, that person at least deserves a t-shirt.

*Lack of medics. It's hard to complain about this one because there's not a lot of room on the side of the room and it's incredibly peaceful which is awesome. But, because of that, medics either weren't around or weren't noticeable. I only remember passing one place where I saw them even though I saw more signs that said they were nearby.

*Finish line food and thermal blankets. You could see a lot of people had these items, but somehow we were not led in a straight line to these items. On such a cool day, the thermal blankets were necessary for everyone to prevent hypothermia. And food? I've never not had my bananas and chips after a race!



Final Verdict:


Would I do this race again? No...but that's only because I'm never running a full again! If I were to run a full again, this would definitely be on the list.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Just What I Needed

Yesterday was the inaugural Carmel Marathon. After serving as the Packet Pickup Committee Chair, I wanted nothing more than to watch the race take place. I wanted to watch it just because it was fun, just to see the participants I had checked in complete the race. However, it became so much more. It became everything I needed to prep me for my race next weekend.

As I stood at the finish line, I noticed all types of runners; I noticed all types of emotions. Some runners crossed with no emotion. Some crossed with a look of pain and disappointment. Others exuded joy, pride, and happiness. One even did a cartwheel. All had done the work prior to race day, yet all had different results and reactions.

For some reason, running, rather racing, does nothing but make me cry. I watched one older, overweight lady finish the half-marathon in 5 1/2 hours. She did it! I think about my goals. I want to reach them and I work hard, but do they matter when I compare it to someone who took 5 1/2 hours to finish a half? That's dedication. There is no way that could have been easy, but she did it. I don't know her, but it makes me proud. I watched a woman who showed up to the Carmel Marathon training program week in and week out finish in just under six hours. Though not the fastest person, she showed up every week with a smile on her face and finished her miles. It paid off. She did it!

Though I had not intended to stay for the entire marathon, I ended up staying until only a couple of people were left on the course. As I walked to my car, I noticed an elderly Indian man who turned down the wrong street. I chased after him and redirected him. It was hot and humid and near 2:00 p.m. by this time. It couldn't be fun at this point. But, the man explained, in a jovial demeanor, that he was the oldest male participant. Even after a wrong turn, he was so happy. Truly happy. I really wanted to walk the rest of the way back with him just to see his emotions when he crossed the finish line. Though I didn't, I heard he was beyond happy and proud. It was even his favorite course! To me, that is beyond amazing and it trivializes my goals and expectations. It makes me realize that it's just a race for me. I don't want to run another marathon, but I could if I wanted to. I'm healthy and it's not out of reach so I'm lucky that I have that choice.

Experiencing the Carmel Marathon as a spectator was just what I needed to prepare myself for Grandma's Marathon emotionally. I am ready. Ready to finish, ready to PR, and ready to celebrate no matter what the outcome. I am ready.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Mixed Feelings and the Taper

Less than two weeks to go. Over 20 weeks of training down. I should be confident and I am, but then 10 minutes later, I'm not. I recently read an article about the last two weeks of marathon training. It explained me to a T. It discussed how a runner questions everything. That's me. I wonder if I worked hard enough. I wonder if I trained too much when injured. I wonder if my nutrition was good enough. I wonder if I cross-trained enough or maybe too much. I wonder if skipping that whole week of running during spring break ruined everything.

Then, I think about the future. I wonder if I'll fall in a hole and twist my ankle. I wonder if my plane will be late. I wonder if I can even do it. Twenty-six miles is a long way to run and twenty miles seems like a lifetime ago. The taper is SCARY. I wonder why running only 12 miles on Saturday hurt. I wonder how I can possibly run 26 if 12 hurt?!

Then, a spark of confidence arrives and I know I will be great. I know that I have trained. I know I am ready.  I know my goal is within reach. Twenty weeks of training is a lot of sacrifice for one day. One day! Four hours and thirty minutes (hopefully). Every thought I have is about race day (though I'm doing a great job of distracting myself with thoughts of my two recovery vacations).

What's left to do now? Exactly what I tell others-BELIEVE IN THE TAPER.