Wednesday, November 4, 2015

NYC Marathon photo recap....

I used electric tape to tape my name on the front of my shirt. This is my first race wearing Maniac gear. I think next time I might run without it though, there are a few nice benefits to not having strangers form an opinion about you before they even meet you. 


I was really enjoying this creative activity so I decided to add in my MM# 10,361


I also added, "I run for Mya" in the back. 


The breathtaking Expo at the Javitz in NYC

Cool video playing for the race route at the Expo


Me at the Expo....ready to leave after overspending on gifts for others...


Collage photo created to share on Facebook


The worse part about the race is all the planning one has to do to get to the race. It took me 5 hours to drive to NY, to my mom's house, and 5 hours back. That does not include the 3 hours it took to get to the expo and back, or the 5+ hours it took to get to the race and back. All together this race was about  19-20 hours in travel alone. In many ways I craved for a Rehoboth Beach Marathon type race in which you drive to the race, park and walk 2 blocks and begin running. 



Me at the Baldwin Station of the Long Island Railroad. My 'throw away' sweater, which I was sad to donate later that day. I look at this picture now and think (with a slight chuckle), "man, she has no idea what pain awaits her."


Again waiting...this time for the Staten Island Ferry....this was about an hour wait. I made a new friend and we had a great time chatting while waiting. 


View of the Statue of Liberty from the Ferry. I was too tired to really get emotional about this....


But a lot of runners were clicking away at their camera-phones. 




100% runners on the Ferry....well, except for two semi-drunk men who got in and realized once in the ferry that they were not really supposed to be there....so much for security. 



I love this picture.....so much hope, so much anticipation.....cannot wait to get the ball rolling. 




....and yet another long line.....waiting to board busses to take us to Start Village.....seriously, couldn't they have come up with a more creative name for the area where we start? 






The one business that caught my eye as we were boarding the busses in Staten Island. I was born in NYC, yet, I have never been to Staten Island. 


First glimpse of the bridge as we approach Start Village on the bus. 


Porta potties everywhere.....no lines either...very nice!


Garbage everywhere...bottles, coffee cups, juice bottles, trash bags, clothes, gloves, tissues, toilet paper.....


I am the last green line......we start at 11am....


Donation bins ready to take your throw-away clothes.....this is where I parted with my wool sweater....it was sad to see it go....hopefully it will serve someone else soon...




The trash really bothered me.....was hoping they are recycling all this stuff....but not sure


My wave starts moving forward....we are about a few 100 feet from the start line


While waiting in line I met another Marathon Maniac, Ken, who was volunteering at the race...He told me he's doing a 24 hour race next weekend. I congratulated him and told him I was happy for him. In the spirit of the Marathon Maniacs he asks me which race I am running NEXT weekend. I said, none.....to his disappointment I gathered from the look I got. In my mind I thought, "Just wait until you become a family man, and see how many races YOU can squeeze into your life."  Wishing you luck on his 24-hour race Ken....but don't judge another runner for not having the same life circumstances as you.




The start line is ahead......where the blue gate thingy is....


and here we go!!!


On the lower level of the Verrazano Bridge, NYC to our left




Vaseline coats my phone....hence the blurry photo....


cups, cups and more cups....




bands are everywhere....big bands, home-made pots and pans bands, kid bands, teen bands, all sorts.....


Banana runner.....



Kept getting cool texts like these throughout the whole race!! 






and more cups.....





In my hometown of Queens, NY.....


A mile away from finishing.....lots of tears.....


These are not very flattering pictures....but, who the heck looks good after running 26 miles....so you get to see the good, the bad AND the ugly....the cutest thing is how my kids were so supportive and curious about the medal....and my loot....


My son, inspecting the medal...

Heading home!!! mission accomplished....My sister was there too....will ask for a photo of her and post that too.....