The Long Way From Staten Island to Central Park: 2019 TCS New York City Marathon Race Recap
Sunday, November 3rd, 2019
Official Time: 5:46:15
The Days Before:
In the days leading up to the race, I started to freak out a little. Yes, I had scrapped my goal, but because of some life stuff I had going on, I just wasn't feeling great about the race.
I went out with some friends after the expo, and I kinda freaked out on them. I ended up meeting up with run friends two other times before the race, and it helped to be around other runners, but I was still feeling nervous. So I really wasn't sure how this was gonna go.
Getting To The Start:
One of my run friends was in my corral and was taking the same time bus as I was, so we agreed to meet up before the bus. I took the subway down to midtown (lots of runners on my train), then walked to 42nd & 6th, then had to walk back to 40th and 6th to get into the line ... sigh. Whatever. I saw a lot of volunteers out and decided that I want to do that volunteer shift next year
Eventually I found my friend and we got on the bus together. Bus took 30 minutes to get to the Verrazzano Bridge ... and an hour to get over the bridge. Fun stuff.
Start Area:
Once we got to Staten Island, my friend had to pee, but there were no bathrooms before security (she thought about not using a porta potty, but didn't see a good spot). Once we got through security, the porta potties had very very very very very long lines, but we waited in line for an hour (at the beginning of which I ate my breakfast), and eventually we got to pee.

Once that was done, we went into the start village, where we got coffee, ditched layers, and sat down for a few minutes ... before heading back to the corral area. Eventually they started walking us to the start, so I ate my pre-race gel and ditched whatever throwaway layers I had left. I realized that I had lost one of my jelly bean bags at some point (I had three and lost the one with the most jelly beans), so I had to do some thinking about how to adjust.
There was a lot of pumping up the crowd stuff, but eventually we heard the start cannons, they started playing "New York, New York" ... and we were off.
The Race:
I started the race with my friend, but then we separated when I hit my first walk interval (we had different intervals planned). My approach for the bridge was to stop and take pictures when I felt comfortable doing so, and I managed to get some decent ones.
I definitely felt like I was going out too fast (a fact that I confirmed when I caught up to my friend a few miles in). At some point in the fifth or sixth mile I had to pee, so I stopped at a porta potty at the mile 6 marker. The line was not short (but not super long), and I considered skipping the stop and hopping back out on the course, but I didn't want to have to wait another few miles to pee, so I stayed in line.
The next big milestone was the 4th-9th St subway stop, where my dad would be waiting for me. I got there and saw him and gave him a hug - and it turned out he had just gotten there a few minutes earlier - so, good thing I stopped. My dad sent me back off to run, and then it was more running through Brooklyn. There were lots of people out cheering, handing out candy, and (my favorite) high fiving the runners. So I got a lot of encouragement from the crowd, which was nice.
The next milestone was near mile 12, where my dad would be waiting for me. I got a little mixed up with what street I was on, so I thought I missed him but I didn't.
After Brooklyn, we ran over the Pulaski Bridge, and I took a picture of the most important sign:
The bridge wasn't too bad. We were only in Queens for a little bit, but the parts that stick in my mind the most were seeing a local Jewish organization out cheering/supporting (something I didn't see in Brooklyn), and then grabbing some chocolate to help with the fact that I hadn't been fueling that well.
Soon enough I was on the 59th St Bridge. A lot of people were walking, but I stuck with my intervals, minus going over to the side for pictures:

The bridge was definitely rough, but I found that having practiced running over that bridge helped me feel more confident.
Off the bridge and to First Avenue I went. My father had warned me that going from the bridge onto 1st, you get a big boost from the loud crowds. Maybe it's because I'm so slow, but I didn't feel like there were super big or loud crowds there. So whatever. My dad texted that he would be in a different spot than we originally discussed, and apparently I have #MarathonMathBrain, because I was very wrong about how close I was to his spot (I said very close when I was a mile away).
Anyway ... eventually I made it to where my dad was, I said hi, and then I went off running again and he told me where his next spot would be. This was in the mid-80's. I knew that
@evre13 would be in the low 90's, so I wanted to be on the look out for her. I saw someone that I thought might be her, but I wasn't 100% sure ... so I deliberated and decided to go over and see if it was her. And it was! It was great to finally meet her, check in with a friend, and chat. I definitely appreciated the friendly face, and I even made sure to get a picture for proof that we met:
Up First Avenue we went, until we reached the Willis Ave bridge and made it into the Bronx. This bridge was not my favorite, but I knew that my run crew would be spectating out in the Bronx, so I was just looking forward to getting to their spot. Once I made it there, I stopped to chat, got some Amaretto cake, some coffee (Starbucks bottled Frappuccino that I had given my friend to bring for me), and a little gin and tonic. This stop was mostly about me having some fun and chilling with friends. I think it can best be summarized by my friend's Facebook comment:
Seeing my friends was a huge boost, and it helped get my spirits back up for the trek into Manhattan.
Back in Manhattan, things were tough, but having a nice crowd helped. I just wish they hadn't been blocking the sides of the road (yes, the spectators were out on the course). My dad was waiting for my in Central Park, which helped keep my motivation up despite the hills. I started to struggle in the last few miles, especially out on 59th St/Central Park South. I wanted to finish extra strong, but didn’t feel it in me. Had I thought I could get in under 5:45, I would have pushed harder, but by the point I got back into Central Park, I knew it wasn't gonna happen.
I crossed the finish line with an official time of
5:46:15.
Post Race:
After the race, I got my medal, stopped for a picture, got my snack bag, and then walked all the way up hill to get my poncho. But it was worth it because that poncho is amazing. So frikkin warm and comfy. No idea if I'll ever use it again, but so comfy.
I met up with my dad across the street from the Starbucks where we originally planned to meet (because crowded). I didn't feel like I needed my warm clothing (warm poncho!!), so I just took my sandwich from him, and we walked to my apartment. I got what I needed from him, and then he went home.
Finish Line After Dark:
After stretching and showering, I got dressed again to head back to the finish line. NYRR does a huge party for the late finishers - there were MCs, a DJ, a video crew, glow sticks, and lots of people cheering for the finishers who were out on the course for 9+ hours. I really enjoyed being out there and I'd like to go back next year.
Overall Thoughts:
This course definitely has an energy like nothing I've ever experienced before. It was fantastic and I enjoyed that energy.
That said ... I didn't enjoy running the 26.2, and while I didn't have the same #done feeling I had during WDW Marathon, I also didn't feel at all motivated at any time to do another marathon.
This was my last marathon, and I'm totally cool with that.
What's Next:
Princess 5K and Half, February 2020
Unfortunately, it looks like I’ll have to miss Rangerstown. I’m bummed, but we’re doing family shindig and there's a meal at the house and I have/want to be there to help.