John is a marathoner! We are a month post race and it may have finally sunk in that he completed the arduous 26.2 mile race, something that only about one percent of the world’s population can say. He now has the medal to prove it, which is really what it’s all about, right? I’m sure he would agree.
We arrived in NYC bright and early the Friday morning before the race, dropped our luggage, and headed straight for the Javits Center to pick up our race bibs and shop the massive race expo. Every racing brand out there was in the house, so we got John fueled up, dressed up, and accessoriezed for the race. I, of course, stopped by the Run Disney booth to reminisce about my weekend running as a princess and to plan my next adventure. Tiffany & Co. was even there with keepsake pieces for those running the marathon.
We stayed at the gorgeous, historic Waldorf Astoria. This hotel is an NYC institution and everything from our room, to the staff, to the bacon on the Bull and Bear breakfast buffet was outstanding. Friday night we had dinner at The Green Fig in Hell’s Kitchen and saw the hilarious Something Rotten musical.
We woke up early Saturday morning to head to the start of my race, the Abott Dash to the Finish Line 5K. The race began at the United Nations and was a wave start. It was so much fun running through the streets of Manhattan and into Central Park where the next day 50,000 runners would attempt to cross the finish line. It was quite hilly once we got into Central Park, a cruel joke for those who on Sunday would be on mile 24, rather than mile 3 as I was. It was a treat to experience even a tiny morsel of the exiliration John would experience the next day. I did get a t-shirt and burned enough calories to enjoy a fabulous brunch at Beauty and Essex in the East Village post race.
We tried to take it easy Saturday so John could rest his legs, so after brunch he ventured back to the hotel for a nap and I shopped my way through Midtown. My favorite thing to do in NYC is to just wander and Saturday made for a perfect afternoon of wandering through my favorite city. That night we had dinner at The Smith, just steps from our hotel, so John could walk as few steps as possible for his last carby meal before the race. Once dinner was over, the only thing between John and 26.2 miles was a good night’s sleep.
John walked out of the hotel at 5:50 a.m. and headed to the subway, to head to the ferry, to head to the bus, to head to the start line. His wave began at 10:15 a.m. and after making it through security check and his transportation tour of New York, he had about 45 minutes until his corral took off.
The marathon starts on the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge taking runners across the river from Staten Island into Brooklyn. The TCS NYC Marathon mobile app is awesome because you can track up to 20 runners from the second they start the race until the very end. I watched race coverage on TV, and John’s blinking dot on my phone as it started its 26.2 mile journey, from the comfort of my luxurious Waldorf bed until it was time to meet up with our friends who had traveled all the way to NYC to cheer on John.
We found a great spot on First Avenue in Manhattan to wait for John to pass, between miles 16 and 17. I read somewhere that over one million spectators line the race course to cheer on the runners. It was amazing to see that kind of support. John had his name on his shirt and said that everyone from random strangers to police officers encouraged him along the way. Once he passed, even though he never saw us but gave us a thumbs up, we headed towards Central Park, by way of a few shops, to spot him one last time before the finish.
John, and the rest of the ponchoed zombies, emerged from Central Park, exhausted, in pain, but most importantly, as marathon finishers. We began our trek back to the hotel, which included an accidental subway ride to Harlem. We had a celebratory dinner with our friends followed by decadent desserts at Smith & Wollensky that some had earned more than others.
I have spent so much time in New York, almost always getting to experience the city my way. This trip was in no way about me and it may have been my favorite trip to the city of all times. I am unbelievably proud of John and have a feeling that this is just the first of many marathons for him. I, on the other hand, am pretty confident that I will continue to run my marathons 13.1 at a time, but, you never know. John completed the 40th running of the five boroughs for his 40th birthday and that is something that neither of us will ever forget.
2016 Miles to Go: 775