This should be my motto “Will run for expensive jewelry”. One of the perks of the Nike Women’s Marathon in SF is that Tiffany’s is one of the official sponsors. This means that as you cross the finish line in a delirium that makes you think you’re seeing things, you are in fact greeted by a line of firemen dressed in tuxes holding a tray with stacks of little blue Tiffany’s boxes. You’re not hallucinating. You get to pick which of the hunky firemen hands you your well-deserved Tiffany’s necklace. To be perfectly honest, I was incapable of decision making at this point, 4 hours and 22 minutes of running without stopping can do that do you. So I tried as hard as I could to pick a guy, grasp at the air until I managed to take the box and give him the biggest smile I could muster when I really had no idea what I was doing. I think I got a smile back, maybe it was a “you’re insane” smile.
After we were given our beautiful necklace we were herded past tables of water, food, shirts, pins, all kinds of swag. I just grabbed whatever I could and even managed to say “no nuts”. How bad to break down in anaphylactic shock after a marathon because I ate a Luna bar with almonds in it. No thank you.
The most interesting thing about finishing a marathon is that when you stop moving you don’t really stop moving. I was standing in place waiting for people to make their way out of the finishing area and my legs still continued to move up and down like i was running in place. I looked down at them at one point, looked at my friend Heather who I had just endured the full 26.2 miles with and pointed to my legs and laughed. She was more delierious than I was but still got a chuckle. Especially when she realized her legs were doing it too. Who knew?
That’s it for now. 26.2 miles is great material, there are some funny stories to tell from the 4th annual Nike Women’s marathon. Stay tuned.
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