When the Twin Cities Marathon opened for entries last March I was still recovering from my foot surgery. I had no intention of entering.
Fast forward 6 months and I was feeling good! I hadn’t run anything longer than 10 miles, but, oh well.
I couldn’t believe it when I heard on the local news channel that TCM was STILL open and that I could purchase an entry at the expo on Friday before the Sunday race. Incredible!!
Sure enough, I paid for an entry and bought a CHICKED down skirt from the expo. I had no idea how the race would go; I just knew that I really yearned to run my 11th TCM. I really enjoy the race.
Sunday morning I drove into Minneapolis. I always park at the Jerry Haaf ramp because it is close to the start which used to be the Metrodome- which was torn down and is now being replaced with the IceCube, the US Bank Stadium. It’s looking fabulous!
It was amazing to me that 10,000 people were milling around the start area and I was able to run into personal friends whom I had no idea were going to be there! I saw Dan and John. Incredible!
The race is divided into chutes with start times staggered every three minutes so that the congestion is at a minimum- which works very well. I mosied over to the bag drop off to leave my after run clothes and headed over to the start. I was so excited to be right where I was! I felt blessed. I am blessed.
The course is really pretty .. for a road marathon. Of course I prefer trail but TCM has a place in my heart. My plan was to run easy, take in the changing color of the trees, enjoy the run, give thanks that I was able to run.
I felt great the whole way. At mile 20 I noticed that I was running behind the 415 group and hadn’t yet noticed the 430 group pass. This was a comfortable easy pace for me. I stopped to hug a few friends that I noticed among the 300,000 spectators-again, crazy! When I saw Bonnie and Marie at mile 21 we hugged and I cried. I started running with these two in 2002. They don’t run very much any more, but there they were, cheering and looking out for me. What a treat. My heart felt full and blessed. Those hugs carried me into the finish line.
I finished my 11th Twin Cities Marathon. I would have never believed it, way back when it was only my 2nd marathon. I would have never believed that I could love to run, so much. I never would have believed that I would have hit 17 years of sobriety, either. Time. A person can change. Thank God.