Last year at 20 mile mark of the Colfax Marathon, as I ticked off another 6:25 mile on the downhill section of the course, my self-talk went
something like this: “You are running
better than you ever have. Finish
strong!” That, and the fear of being
passed by the first female, Nicole Chyr, propelled
me to a 2:56:45 PR and 1st Masters finisher.
This year at that same point I
told myself “Just hang on.” And somehow
I did. I was very fortunate to defend my
Masters’ title with a time of 3:06:37, out-sprinting my dear friend David Rothenburger
by eight seconds.
But this is not a story about
personal performances. This is a story
about being connected and how lucky we are to be able to share an experience like
the Colfax Marathon.
It was a beautiful day; sunny and
cool until about 8:30, barely a cloud in the sky and the faintest of
breezes. Urban marathons are so special
because they take you on a tour of the city.
Creigh Kelley
and his team at BKB Limited put on a
great race. The logistics were
flawless.
Scott Dailey, my good friend and training partner, was standing next to me at the start. I was wearing my red Runners Roost Race Team
singlet and lost count of how many people gave me a “Go Runners Roost”
cheer. And there was Bret Stevens who ran
beside me at the highest point on the course (in The Glens) and again somewhere
along Colfax. My old friend, Pat "Average Joe" Sullivan, was the overall winner in 2:40.
The Rocky Mountain Road Runners and the Runners Roost Lakewood (aka Belmar Running Club) set up tents in the run club village. I enjoyed the camaraderie of Jeff Wong, Ken Shimada, Deb Cunningham, and many others.
The highlight of the race came at
the lowest point for me. At mile 23 Mike Quispe jogged
beside David and me, giving us encouragement.
Melody Drummond White posted a sweet note on
Facebook “There are some days that just aren't your day and you just
want to quit...thanks to my teammate Josephine for not allowing me to get my
first DNF!!! I cannot thank this wonderful lady enough!!!! She is my
inspiration!!” I was so close to
stopping, but Mike helped me to keep running.
There was some drama in the waning
miles. I developed a side-stitch (I
never get stitches) and ran the last two miles hunched over pinching my
stomach. It must have been a ludicrous
site; wish I had a photo.
I am so lucky to have so many
friends in the running community.
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