The Marathon: One Week Later
I did it!! Last week was an amazing blur but I ran the NYC Marathon and finished with a smile, which was my only real goal :)Â
I am so grateful for the amazing weather I had (sunny, 60, gorgeous), especially because it was sandwiched between windy/raw/cold/rainy days. The crowds lining the course were incredible, bringing to life the vibrancy, energy and passion that IS the DNA of New York City.
When people ask me why I live here or what the difference is between Boston and New York or LA and New York, I always tell them: the energy. New Yorkers and people who visit here a unique and powerful energy thatâs hard to describe but itâs something thatâs unmistakable once youâre in the presence of it.
Now onto the race itself. The first half was rougher than the second for some reason. By mile 7 or 8, I felt exhausted and overheated and ready to give up. I was trying to beat six hours but I was pushing myself too hard to keep up (even with a walk/run pace). But after seeing friends and my wife (and doggie!) at mile 11, I felt rejuvenated and decided to just have fun and not worry about my time. So I did just that.
I took the time to stop and talk to people (coworkers and friends who waited to cheer for me) and walk/jog alongside other people going through this same marathon journey with me. I had an absolute blast. From dancing alongside a drum corps on 1st Ave to jamming to live musicians in the Bronx, to being offered âmarathon juiceâ (bourbon) as I crossed back into Manhattan at mile 22 (I respectfully declined). The last two miles were the hardest, and there was nothing like seeing my wife right before I hit mile 26. The last .2 miles feel like another full marathon but crossing that finish line is everything.
All of the photos of me during and post-race are absolutely insane but I donât care because I had so much fun and Iâll always remember that feeling. I didnât break any time records (and only shaved a few mins off of my very slow Boston Marathon âPRâ) but I still did it. I completed the NYC Marathon. And I felt amazing afterward. Tired and sore, of course. But I was in great spirits and had the energy to make jokes, laugh and dance around on the subway ride home. It was a world away from how I felt after Boston or any other race.
Iâve never felt more love for the people of New York City, the running community or for my amazing circle of friends, family, and colleagues. I wonât be signing up for another 26.2 anytime soon but I will be tackling some half marathons in 2019. If anyone is looking to be inspired, have fun or test their body and spirit to the limit, I highly recommend running a marathon. And if youâre lucky, New York is the best place to do it.














