I’ve been accused of being chatty and wordy. Funny that the social media outlet I love to scorn (Twitter: “everyone talking; nobody listening”) has become one that I enjoy as someone who struggles with conciseness. The 140 character limit is always a fun challenge, especially since I refuse to use text-speak, abbreviations, or bad grammar. With that in mind, here is my Richmond marathon report in a series of imagined tweets:
Mile 1-5: Drop behind Jeff/Kelly/Cheryl because I’m panting. Steve would be proud I have a plan: 8:45-9s for 20 then see what happens. #usuallywingit
Mile 6-9: Beautiful scenery; crossing the James River with flowing water, boulders, and fall colors punctuating the mist. Gorgeous. #roadrunsmaybeOK
Mile 9-11: There’s my friend Diane! Love running with my training buddy for the 2009 NYC marathon. She’s running for a BQ today! #shemadeitby4seconds
Mile 11: “I could see Jeff for a long time but can’t see him now.” On cue Jeff tears out of a port-a-potty next to us and takes off. #catchthetarheel
Mile 12: An overweight man running next to me is alternately singing and muttering to himself. I see another man dressed as a turkey. #passtheturkey
Mile 13.1: 1:55 and feeling good. Just behind Jeff shouting “Go Pack!” Finally draw even and bust a move to get his attention as we hit the party zone.
Mile 14: “I’ve heard a few ‘Go Packs’ along the way.” “That was me, you idiot.” Choke and spew Nabs everywhere at the 14 mi AS. #itwasnotpretty
Mile 15: Diane’s husband John is on the bridge as I come back over the river, then I see my pal Martin! Yeah! #lovemesomePeepsupport
Mile 18-19: Run with Cheryl, who’s focusing with music. Want to pull her past the wall but she tells me to go. Hate leaving my friend in a tough spot.
Mile 21: See Kelly and think how cool it would be to finish together. But she’s running strong and I’m not sure I can pick up my pace. #catchthatPeep
Mile 24: Momentarily discouraged, then realize I can likely make all 3 of my goals, including the secret one! #attitudeadjustment Woo hoo!
Mile 25: Looking for any excuse to walk and try every mental trick to keep moving. Like magic, Karla, Shellie & Doug appear, cheering! #thankyouPeeps
Post-race: Celebrating good friends, 4 first-time marathoners, a 50th birthday, many great races, and my new PR (by 19 min!*) of 3:51:12! #PeepsRock
[*Richmond was my 5th marathon and a new PR was my “easy” goal. Why? Well, my 1st, 3rd, and 4th marathons were the Umstead marathon and my 2nd marathon was New York City (where I blew up at mile 14 after running 8:30 miles the first half).]