It was the best of weather and the worst of weather…
Last Sunday dawned with temps in the 40s, pelting rain and 20+ mph winds. Not exactly the sort of weather a person dreams of running a marathon in, for sure, but IronHubs fought the good fight and finished strong. Today, we’re basking in the beauty of high clouds and temps in the 50s, with only a chance of showers later this afternoon. What a difference! Though IronHubs is wearing the exact same outfit for both races, I’m sure you’ll have no trouble telling which one he ran today versus last week – just look for the huge smile!
It was just starting to sprinkle as they left the gate, but it turned into a downpour right about the time IronHubs hit the halfway point.
As Big Boy ran past me at the Starting Line, I could tell something was wrong, but didn’t know what it was. He was sort of holding his side and I thought maybe his brother had elbowed him in the ribs or something (I know, shame on me for thinking something so awful about Little Boy! But they are brothers and believe me, it happens).
Even worse than his brother elbowing him, Big Boy got knocked down at the Starting Line! You can sort of see how bloody his knee is in this photo. My tough cookie still got up and ran the 5K in 25 minutes flat, coming in 33rd place OVERALL out of 600+ participants.
Big Boy, on the other hand, got to visit the Medical Tent for the first time and *just* missed the podium. Not to sound like sour grapes, but the AGs weren’t arranged very fairly: 10 and under, then 11 – 15. That puts 6th graders competing with high-schoolers! No matter. Sometimes you win and sometimes you end up with bandages on your knees that make all the girls on your track team think you’re hardcore.
Fast forward to this morning, when it was chilly but not too cold, the wind was calm and there was nary a raindrop in sight. IronHubs’ goal for these back-to-back marathons was to beat his combined time of 6:40 from last year’s Boston-to-Big Sur challenge. Spoiler alert: it was a piece of cake!
The Starting Line. This was a no-frills race, with just a few hundred participants and run on the beautiful bike trail I’ve written about before. The race directors really put their money where it counts the most, though: a big ol’ finisher’s medal and excellent post-race food!
While we were waiting for IronHubs to finish, Big Boy ‘n Little Boy played in a park by the river and within seconds found the biggest stick in the entire field. Gotta love boys.
Needless to say, I’m ridiculously proud of all three of my boys for their fantastic racing!!