I'll keep this specific to the WDW Marathon, since so many have done it or will do it.
What I don't like (a short list):
1. That total fool with the microphone at the start who after I've run 200 meters is yelling "faster, go faster." I have 42,000 meters to go. Shut up.
What I do like:
1. Looping under the overpass at mile 1.5 and seeing the local running club with grass skirts and music coming from the boom box cheering us from up on that overpass.
2. Running through the chute entering EPCOT, the families and friends pulling for their loved ones, even though I'm not one of them, is wonderful.
3. Going past the same local running club around mile 5. Their outfits, silly music, and sillier antics are a trip.
4. The band at mile 7 near the Hess Station. I always applaud them up high for cheering me up and on.
5. Running through the wider chute in mile 9 at the Ticket and Transport center. Some of these folks were also at the EPCOT chute, and they are still cheering for their loved ones instead of me, but I forgive them for that oversight.
6. Running up the super narrow chute on Main Street in the Magic Kingom. It always makes me feel like I'm in the Tour de France. Awesome!
7. I would enjoy the folks by the Grand Floridian and Polynesian encouraging me, but in my 2 marathons at that point I've felt truly horrible. Hopefully their good waves will hit me when I'm still on my surfboard.
8. I think I'm in the minority here, but I like the dumb signs in mile 15. It's such a desolate stretch, and I feel awful, and my mind is pointing out that I am now running AWAY from the finish, and that only a great fool would do that when he feels badly. It could be because I'm barely old enough to recall the Burma Shave signs, but I like to be cheered on by signs.
9. At mile 20 I don't care to hear I only have 10K to go. Listen sir or lady, I can still do the math in spite of near body and mind breakdown. I also don't care to hear "you look great" at this point, since I know I don't. I don't take this personally, as they all mean well. Plus when I give my standard and accurate reply, "I don't feel great," they have the grace to laugh at my poor attempt at humor.
10. Funny, when popping out of the backstage tour tunnel in the studios I love to hear "you only have 5K left." I don't know why 10K makes me mad and 5K makes me glad, but there is something about a distance which, when fresh, I can run well under 30 minutes, gets me all juiced up. Of course I'm not fresh and it isn't going be sub 30 minutes on marathon day, but I try hard to not think about that every 4 seconds.
11. I love to hear any encouragement of any type while circling World Showcase. I realize any compliments are a complete lie, but I'm okay with that. The fact that the distance around the lake seems to grow with each step ("you have entered the Twilight Zone") tells my mind that I cannot believe my own thoughts, and therefore must believe others who must be rational. So any encouraging words and compliments keep me going.
12. And lastly, I love to turn right past Spaceship Earth and see the Gospel Choir. As I get closer and can hear them I give my second hands up high applause to them, and mumble "thank you" as best I can. Their songs tell me I have run 42,000 meters and have only 200 meters to go.
13. And as a postscript, as I near the finish I don't want to hear that dope on the microphone again telling me to kick it in and fight for a better place and time. At this point I'm fighting just to stay upright.
Is it healthy to be so excited for January 13, 2008, a mere 8 1/2 months away?
Craig
What I don't like (a short list):
1. That total fool with the microphone at the start who after I've run 200 meters is yelling "faster, go faster." I have 42,000 meters to go. Shut up.
What I do like:
1. Looping under the overpass at mile 1.5 and seeing the local running club with grass skirts and music coming from the boom box cheering us from up on that overpass.
2. Running through the chute entering EPCOT, the families and friends pulling for their loved ones, even though I'm not one of them, is wonderful.
3. Going past the same local running club around mile 5. Their outfits, silly music, and sillier antics are a trip.
4. The band at mile 7 near the Hess Station. I always applaud them up high for cheering me up and on.
5. Running through the wider chute in mile 9 at the Ticket and Transport center. Some of these folks were also at the EPCOT chute, and they are still cheering for their loved ones instead of me, but I forgive them for that oversight.
6. Running up the super narrow chute on Main Street in the Magic Kingom. It always makes me feel like I'm in the Tour de France. Awesome!
7. I would enjoy the folks by the Grand Floridian and Polynesian encouraging me, but in my 2 marathons at that point I've felt truly horrible. Hopefully their good waves will hit me when I'm still on my surfboard.
8. I think I'm in the minority here, but I like the dumb signs in mile 15. It's such a desolate stretch, and I feel awful, and my mind is pointing out that I am now running AWAY from the finish, and that only a great fool would do that when he feels badly. It could be because I'm barely old enough to recall the Burma Shave signs, but I like to be cheered on by signs.
9. At mile 20 I don't care to hear I only have 10K to go. Listen sir or lady, I can still do the math in spite of near body and mind breakdown. I also don't care to hear "you look great" at this point, since I know I don't. I don't take this personally, as they all mean well. Plus when I give my standard and accurate reply, "I don't feel great," they have the grace to laugh at my poor attempt at humor.
10. Funny, when popping out of the backstage tour tunnel in the studios I love to hear "you only have 5K left." I don't know why 10K makes me mad and 5K makes me glad, but there is something about a distance which, when fresh, I can run well under 30 minutes, gets me all juiced up. Of course I'm not fresh and it isn't going be sub 30 minutes on marathon day, but I try hard to not think about that every 4 seconds.
11. I love to hear any encouragement of any type while circling World Showcase. I realize any compliments are a complete lie, but I'm okay with that. The fact that the distance around the lake seems to grow with each step ("you have entered the Twilight Zone") tells my mind that I cannot believe my own thoughts, and therefore must believe others who must be rational. So any encouraging words and compliments keep me going.
12. And lastly, I love to turn right past Spaceship Earth and see the Gospel Choir. As I get closer and can hear them I give my second hands up high applause to them, and mumble "thank you" as best I can. Their songs tell me I have run 42,000 meters and have only 200 meters to go.
13. And as a postscript, as I near the finish I don't want to hear that dope on the microphone again telling me to kick it in and fight for a better place and time. At this point I'm fighting just to stay upright.
Is it healthy to be so excited for January 13, 2008, a mere 8 1/2 months away?
Craig