Finally, the time had come for us to get lined up for the start! Everyone was divided by different wave times, but I decided to stay with Susan's wave so we could run the first part of the race together. The day was cold and I wasn't sure what I should wear. I ended up running in my skirt and a long sleeve shirt. And right at 10am - we took off!
The run was beautiful and the crowds were in full force. I've never been to race with such wonderful crowds. I felt good throughout the entire race and was impressed with how well Susan was running too. My favorite part of the race was at Wellesley College near mile 13, where the all-women campus is out in surges screaming the runners on. You can actually hear the cheering a mile away. Everyone always talks about the Wellesley girls, but I had no idea how loud they would actually be and how much I would need and love their encouragement. When we passed the girls - they all had signs that said "Kiss Me!" and a lot of male runners actually did! It was pretty funny. I was very entertained.
Susan and I ran together until about mile 16 when I suddenly had a burst of energy and took off ready to conquer the Boston hills. The first of the hills was probably the worst cause it seemed to never end and once I reached Heartbreak Hill it wasn't so bad because I was so excited to be there knowing I was at mile 21 with only 5 miles of downhill left! There was lots of energy and huge crowds as I arrived closer to Boston.
I think I had a smile on my face the entire race and truly en
I finished the race in 3:51:15 feeling great! Above is my favorite photo of Philip and me after the race. Soon after we found Susan who had a great time coming in a little over 4 hours and placing 26th place in her division - Amazing!
After the race we all walked over to Marie's apartment for the post-marathon party. We had champagne, w
Our Boston weekend had been perfect...maybe too perfect. :) Philip and I decided to take the $15 Chinatown bus home from Boston since Susan was staying an extra night. Everything was going great until our bus broke down in the middle of the Interstate in the pouring rain an hour away from New York City. We waited two hours for a new bus and didn't get home until 2am. I guess that's what you get for a $15 bus ride. But the trip home did not ruin our Boston experience - we had an amazing time and I can't wait to go back and run the Boston Marathon again!!!