1. Planning on Erica time
doesn’t always work. Sometimes Erica is late AF (always). This may make you
almost miss your flight - especially when you have a 2 hour drive to get there 😐
2. Long-term parking at Myrtle
Beach Airport is not anything that ever crosses your mind that can go wrong. It
can. Parking was full at MB Airport.
3. Extra screening because
your “privates” beep through TSA - and you’re already late for your flight - is
amazing (sarcasm font).
4. Airline personnel don’t
condone you going back to the bar when there is only 10 minutes left until take
off, even if you ask nicely if you have time to grab a quick drink. You board
instead.
5. You may get sideways looks
if you order a glass of wine on the flight at 8am. And another sideways look
when you order another.
6. Marathon morning - you’re
less than a half mile to the start but it’s a cluster. No one knows where to go
because you can see the corrals but they want you to make some crazy detour.
7. Trying to get into your
corral when you hear the start for A and B may stress you out.
8. Getting into your corral
with 30 seconds to spare - Call it efficient time management and forget
how stressed you were trying to find the start.
9. Pace groups are the devil.
So many people. So much energy to exert to get around them. And then jerks who
sprint cut between you and your friend to catch them. I promise you, buddy, at
mile 2, it’s not worth it.
10. Due to speed-hydrating
before the start (aka chugging 3 bottles of water), you decide at mile 2 you
will fuel and pee at mile 4 because the race boasts porta-potties every mile
(which you are excited about!). Your bladder is not impressed when you don’t
come upon them until after mile 5. And every other runner had the same idea.
Lines were long. Apparently even a spectator was in line (didn’t realize this
or would’ve said something!). Hello, 14:00 minute split for that mile 🤣
12. Splitting with your running
friend at mile 9 because she’s running the half is sad.
13. The sadness is quickly
replaced with happiness because a nice person is handing out mimosas a 1/4 mile
later.
14. Getting beer a mile later
is awesome. Watching a guy grab a full can and chug while he’s running is
awesome-er!
15. Mariemont. So much like
Fairborn in the AF Marathon. Block parties everywhere! Awesome vibe. This makes
you smile from ear to ear, even though the temperature is rising and the sun is
coming out.
16. Drinking beer on the course
and still passing other people makes you feel like a beast!
17. Seeing all of the “first
time marathoner” signs on people, knowing they’re running sub - 4’s....
inspiring!
18. Watching a guy collapse at
mile 25 and seeing a spectator rush over to grab him is scary. Knowing you are
no good in a medical situation, all you can do is yell, “Medic! We need a medic
now!” at every volunteer and officer you see. They acted fast and ran towards
where you were pointing quickly. Sure hope he’s ok.
19. Finishing sub 4:00 with no
goals is awesome - makes you feel super proud.
20. The finish line is a
cluster. People with bags clearing the tables of runner goodies. I was able to
snag the last bag of pretzels - the only snack I could eat. And I ran a 3:56 on
a course with a 7:00 limit 😐.
21. Trying to find your free
beer, challenge goodies and Marathon finisher’s jacket is a struggle. Someone
said they had to condense the finish line area due to construction and it’s not
usually like that.
22. After party is awesome! The
live band had played every year for the last 9 or 16 years? Great cover band.
Drank and danced until they shut down.
23. Speaking of drinking - who
is cash only these days? Every beer tent at the Flying Pig, apparently. When you hit
up a food truck to see if they are selling beer, the chick working offers to
charge you $21 on Square and give you $20 back in cash. You, ma’am, are a hero!
24. The swag for Pig is
awesome. Shirts, posters, blanket, cute double-sided medals, finisher’s jacket
and a medal holder are pretty amazing! I bought a $5 backpack, too!
25. The race itself was
well-put together. If this was my first
marathon, I don’t know that any other would ever measure up. The aid stations were plentiful and they had
food. Every. Single. One. Of. Them. The 5k and 10k had water stops set up – with candy
and food. Cookies, candy, bacon – these were
just a few of the things I remember being handed out at the aid stations.
26.
Cinci is an awesome town and it did not disappoint. I came to
party with a side of marathon running - mission accomplished!
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Being grateful and humbled that your body carried you 26.2 miles and
thankful your husband allows me to participate (and create!) these
shenanigans... The best joy of all.




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