My work team went to the Boston Marathon today to cheer on a teammate. We went to Newton and stood at Mile Marker 20 across the street from the tables loaded with cups of water and Gatorade. I saw probably most of the top elite runners I’ll ever see in my lifetime, people who make it look easy.
I don’t have a lot to say, except to mention that I’m humbled by the power of great athletes who train for events of such proportions as this twenty-six mile run. A friend of mine from where I live also ran. He looked so full of energy, even at mile 20. I was astounded.
My favorite part of the race was shouting out people’s names (which are often written down their arm or across their chest) and giving them encouragement. When they’d recognize me calling their names, they’d often smile big and get a little extra spring in their step. Something so simple, and yet, it seemed to make a difference to the people running their skulls off.
Several thousand people ended up in the hospital due to heat exhaustion and other heat-related ailments. Hydration, my friends. Drink as much as you possibly can. Then drink more. You can’t drink too much water. (Well, barring that weird disease).
I’m not built to be a runner, but I have some newfound respect for those who can compete in that grueling marathon. Go everyone! You look great!