First off – thank you SO much for all the comments, emails, tweets and messages. I knew you guys would get the hurt that I was feeling. You sure know how to make a girl feel loved!
I’m still upset about the whole nightmare and I’m sure I will be for quite some time. Especially since I can’t run for the next month or so. Running is my go-to way to get through happy and sad times. Without it, I’m a crabby mess who is ready to bite your head off at any second. My official diagnosis is Posterior Tibialis Tendonitis – basically an overuse injury. And it’s in my left foot. The one that had Achilles Tendonopathy last fall AND the unlucky one that had a frozen burrito land on it the week before the race. I had no warning signs at all during my training and no one has any answers about why it happened. Just my good luck I guess. Seriously…this stuff only happens to me!
Friday afternoon, myself and three friends headed down to Boston to the Expo. After being totally confused by a valet parking service, we made our way to Haynes Convention Center. But first we needed a glimpse of the finish line. I got chills as I immediately thought of the events from 2 years ago.
Bib pickup was quick and easy. We then headed into the expo for all the goods. This was by far the biggest expo I’ve ever been to. It was a runner’s dream for one stop shopping. We made a point of stopping by the B.I.C. Bands booth to see Sandy and all the super cute bands (that seriously do not move!). Sadly, I didn’t get a pic with Sandy. She’s such a sweet person!
And of course, we stopped for a drink with Stonyfield.
The highlight of the day was getting to meet two amazing, iconic women athletes – Kathryn Switzer and Nicole DeBoom. Kathryn was so sweet, sincere and genuinely interesting in talking with every single person in line. She signed our bibs upside down so that we could look down and see FEARLESS. Imagine where we would be without her being fearless back in 1967 AND 1972?
And Nicole – the lady who brought us the running skirt. Her company, Skirt Sports, is all about empowering the fierce, female athlete. Back in the fall, I actually had a phone conversation with her. How many CEO’s of a company would personally contact a little ol’ blogger like myself? It shows that she cares about her company and wants it to be more than just a name.
I stayed home Saturday, hanging out with the family. Early Sunday morning, it was back down to Boston for a shake out run with Girls on the Run and Athleta. Ron came along with me since I’m clueless about where anything is in the city.
I was finally getting the chance to meet most of Team Stonyfield. It was so nice to finally hug and put voices to faces. You know you are with good people when you can immediately start chattering away like long lost friends. And that’s how it was with everyone. The girls and I actually decided not to run since we figured we’d have a shake out walk with all the steps we’d be putting in for the day. We chatted, ate Stonyfield yogurt (of course!) and granola and basically wanted to buy the whole Athleta store.
After years of following each others blogs, we finally were in the same spot, at the same time. He was at the finish line hanging out with Scott Jurek – did we want to meet him? Ummm…YES! Ever since I read Scott’s book, Eat & Run, I’ve been a huge fan. He grew up near Duluth, MN, where I went to college, and is friends with one of my professors. It’s always so cool when you are reading a book and you know the exact places that they are describing. I felt like we were practically family. But then again, isn’t everyone from the upper Midwest?
He was so nice and also very tall. After meeting Scott, we ventured over to Newbury St. for lunch at Sonsie’s (which was so good!) and then back to the expo for pics at the Stonyfield booth before parting ways and resting up for the big day.
I could go into the events of what happened Marathon Monday morning right now, but I’ll have to save that for another post. It’s already a post that is longer than most marathons. From our ride down to Hopkinton in a limo – (you gotta love when you are dressed in your best throw away clothes with a trash bag over it all and the driver opens the door for you #keepitclassy) – to being the only two Refugee runners walking through the empty streets except for FBI agents in military gear – and of course, the fiasco of finding my family after my DNF. Like I said – stuff like this only happens to me!
I can’t thank Stonyfield enough for letting me be a part of the amazing Team Stonyfield runners. It’s always great to find a company not only produces an amazing product, but genuinely cares about it’s employees (including the cows!) and every life they touch. I just wish I could have had a race that would have allowed me to show off my bright orange Stonfyield jersey and spread the organic love a little more. Boston has stole my runner heart and I will definitely be back one day to finish what I started.