OK kids, first some business. I'm covering the marathon today so follow @BeWellBoston for photos, tweets, and all things marathon (I'll be at/near the medical tent).
Second: Holy guacamole, batman. The B.A.A. 5K was epic for me -- in so many ways.
It was hard. It was fun. It was filled with new friends and old.
Since I know you're all dying to know how I did, I finished the 5K in 27:50, down from my last 5K (with the #ProjectAdam boys) of 28:28. So, I'm happy about that. Plus, it gives me a new PR to try to crush come my next 5K in May.
The day started early (not as early as my normal days, but still EARLY!), with me hopping on the T to arrive at Copley. Having already put on my bib (so I didn't have to carry it or anything else I needed except my keys), I was surrounded by other people headed to the race to run.
All of them had an interesting story to tell:
There was JT and his dad, Tim, from Texas. Tim was running the 5K with me while JT was mentally preparing for the marathon today (good luck, buddy!).
Then, there was the sweet woman who started a couch-to-5K program with her employer: She had run a few 5Ks and was just hoping she'd do better than the first one she ran. (I'm sure she did.)
Another young dude was headed to meet his sister to run with her. He convinced me I should really run the Falmouth Road Race (I may be easily persuaded when it comes to races).
When I finally got to the race start, I met up with #ProjectAdam's very own Adam Salsman, who was also ready to crush the race. Then, we met up with a former co-worker of mine, Scott, and the three of us made our way to the corral.
The course was great -- miles 2-3 were my favorite. Knowing you were getting close to the end, and running that last mile on the actual marathon course across the finish line was unlike anything I can explain.
This was my first 5K running with more than a few hundred people. There was something like 6,000 people registered to run. There is something so intense about that many people all lined up to pound out a few miles that just makes you feel like you're part of something you can't explain. I can only imagine that's how people running the Boston Marathon today must feel -- only for WAY more than a few miles.
Today cemented a desire to run a marathon in my brain. It may not be soon. But I'll run one. I have to. I don't want to miss out on whatever it is I felt yesterday.