All about that race…Well the last post was, so this is just about some of the things that went on aside from race starts and finishes.
What hour is this?: So for four days in a row I had a 2:00 a.m. wake up call. Each night I went to bed by 9 o’clock, but that isn’t enough sleep to run races. So I would go back to hotel and take a nice long nap. That means that I was sleeping twice a day for half the time. Within a day and a half, I had lost all sense of time. I couldn’t decide if I was hungry or tired or crazy. I said “good morning” to people at 4:oo in the afternoon. The problem dwarf isn’t Dopey, it’s Sleepy. (Joke courtesy of Ryan who got it from another unnamed source.)
Friday Achilles dinner: The entire Achilles team met for a pasta dinner that night along with families and guides. It was quite an event. The CEO of Cigna, David Cordani, spoke words of encouragement and acknowledgement of the trials and hard work that all of the athletes had put in. I got to meet Cedric King who did the Dopey Challenge last year on prosthesis as a double amputee above the knee. He was a large part of why I signed up for this. The guest of honor, however, was the Mouse himself.
So far away: Philadelphia and Orlando are 991.5 miles apart, so you don’t expect to see people you know that you didn’t already know were going to be there. I was lucky enough to run into one of my business partners, my best friend from college (I was riding so she took the picture rather than the two of us together) and crazy Maggie who not only ran the Dopey Challenge, she went into the parks with here children every day…
Friends on the road: There is something that happens to your brain when you run or race for a long time. It might be the distance, the endorphins or the loneliness, but you can build relationships that are brief but no less genuine for that. While I was doing the marathon, I kept being passed by/passing one runner. He was crushing it so I started calling him Crusher in my head. A lot of runners seem to sink into their brains. They are solely focused on how they are running, how they are feeling and how they are doing. Not Crusher, he had an encouraging word for me every time he passed me on hill. I got to give him a “way to go” on the down hills. It got so that when I reached the top of a hill my goal was to catch back up to him. Like survivors trying to make sure that their pieces of the shipwreck don’t drift too far apart. At mile 17 heading into ESPN, we seemed to be the only people on the road. Crusher had a support team waiting for him with snacks, beverage, a time check and a “Way to go, Kevin!” I was like Sherlock Holmes* and figured out that his name was Kevin. He found me at the wheeled athletes’ tent after the race and we got to congratulate each other. He kept me going and he really did crush it. He finished it in 2:54:02. We may never meet again, but he was someone that helped me through. That’s him at the mile marker and me chasing him.
Birthday Sunday: I not only completed the Disney Marathon on my birthday, I also switched age brackets. How does that effect my standings for the Dopey Challenge? There are five year age brackets so that you are rated against your peers. (I don’t really care, but I am highly amused by this.) Sunday afternoon/evening my sweetheart and I went into Epcot. We had a birthday dinner at the Morocco Pavillion and got out just before it got too loud for my overstimulated/undersleepinated brain. J hates being in pictures, but said that he would be in pictures for my birthday. I forgot to take any. So this is him peeking in the top edge of my last day medals.
Accessories: I know that I don’t look like a particulalry threatening individual. I fall under the category of “mostly harmless,” but I still had to get through airport securtiy with all my medals. I didn’t want to have to take all of them off to go through the checkpoint, so I only wore my Dopey medal and packed the others in my suitcase. For the record: yes. I do sit at my desk wearing all of my medals. And,yes. My neck does get tired.
Photo gallery: These are just a bunch of pictures that didn’t directly apply to a section of post.
There will a final post which will be the credits and acknowledgements. I hope you’ll stick around for that.
And I am still accepting donations, if you are interested.
*without the heroin problem