Two years ago, our first trip to RNR Philadelphia gave us perfect weather for a race weekend, lots of great food and time with friends. For 2016? Well, two out of three ain’t bad.
We did the usual east coast routine with the early Thursday morning flight. A 6:30 AM departure out of Oakland means there’s no traffic getting to the gates, but sometimes the TSA Pre line isn’t open yet. The other catch this time was that Susan had split this trip into four individual segments to get additional legs for A-List Preferred for the year. I had all my reminders to check in to the Denver to Philly leg for the 11:30 departure, but totally spaced on the fact that it was 11:30 MOUNTAIN time. Back in Pacific time, I check in an hour late and pull a C9 boarding number. Oops.
We had a few nice connections on the way to Philly. While waiting to board, I was flipping through my Facebook feed and saw that Judy Bird’s daughter Rebecca was two gates away, ready to run her first half marathon – the Beat the Blerch in Seattle. Judy and her husband John trained with us the first season of Team in Training in 2005. It was really neat to be able to see the next generation of Birds ready to fly.
We also had a great treat as our connecting flight went through Denver and we got to sit with Ann Wessling for 3.5 hours on the flight to PHL. I took the middle seat and gave Ann the aisle since she was 7 months pregnant. C-listing has its advantages!
An Uber to the expo got us there with just enough time to pick up our 5K and half bibs. It was a short walk to the Sheraton, located mid way between the Expo and the start and finish lines. Susan and I hit Pete’s Famous Pizza on 21st for dinner, the same place we ate two years ago. I figured the cheese steak sandwich was a better idea before the 5K than the half. The penne pasta was Susan-approved.
Saturday, September 17th. 5K
The 5K was the same out and back along the river. Starting temps and humidity made it feel like we were racing in warm soggy blankets. The half wasn’t looking like PR conditions and a lot of friends were saying that even Virginia Beach was better weather (other than the downpour that cancelled the Mile in the Sand, of course). The picture to the right actually doesn’t have a filter. The humidity was actually visible.
We hadn’t seen Beth’s cousin Sandy for some time. Sandy joked that she hasn’t actually run a distance this short in a while after having some great half and full marathons earlier this year. Her friends Allison and Annabel joined her for the 5K.
Ok, I’ll admit it. Al and I spent most of the 5K catching Pokemon. I may have to create a new category in my objectives column of my race spreadsheet (currently, Speed, Pacer, Finish, Fun… Pokemon). I still came in with what I thought was a respectable walk time, given the conditions and an aching hip. One thing I learned is that if you wait near the finisher area long enough, EVERYONE you know shows up.
We took the time to take a few pictures at the top of the Rocky Steps at the Art Museum where they had a variation of the famous LOVE statue. Just to be complete, we had the English version after the 5K on the way back to the expo. I had panicked a little when I noticed that LOVE park was a huge construction site, but thankfully, Al knew that the statue had been moved just a block away.
By the way, I have to congratulate Team Heveran for another awesome race weekend. We caught up with them going into the expo as we were off to dinner. Amy has her entire family into the Rock n Roll madness, with her mom Jamie at the top of that list. We were with Jamie at her first race (St. Louis 5K, 2015) and this year, she is on track to make the Hall of Fame (in her FIRST year running!). Word has it she had her first sub-3 hour half last weekend in Montreal.
Downtown Philadelphia has some great tourist sites. We skipped a lot of them this year and just spend time catching up with friends. The month since Chicago seemed like a long time, so I just grabbed lunch at Reading Terminal Market with Al, Kamika, and Rick. There was a good jazz band under the tunnel, but we chose to retreat to the air-conditioned lobby of the Marriott up the street.
Pre-race dinner was bit of a departure from the norm. Joe was racing Philly as a fundraiser for the American Association of Cancer Research. Anyone who knows Joe knows that he has a long list of friends and family that have been affected by cancer, like Sherry and Leny (right). AACR had a fundraiser dinner at the Hard Rock Cafe. It humbles me to remember that this is how we got started, supporting a bigger cause with Team in Training.
I added just one new piece of equipment for this race. Susan and I bought American flag wicking hats at the Team USA Olympic Training Center in Colorado Springs the week before. This would be the 6th year in a row where we’ve both had 10 or more Rock n Roll races, something I’m pretty proud of and only a few people can claim that. The bib caption was supposed to be a try for a PR, but ended up being prophetic in a different sense.
Sunday September 18th: Half Marathon
It was even muggier than Saturday. Temps started at 71 with 85% humidity. If there were a week to phone it in, this was it. I heard just about every one of my friends say they were 10 – 20 minutes slower than they were expecting coming into the weekend. Meh. Time to suck it up and make it a vacation race.
I caught up to Joe and Sherry at mile five. Joe was having some stomach issues, and Sherry was keeping him entertained. Given how many races Joe has done (and the schedule he has planned this fall), I’m hoping he can get back to top form soon. I passed them to catch up with Al who was way ahead of me on Magikarp. After we caught up to De Moe, Al went ahead so he could catch a 12:40 flight home.
The heat was taking its toll. This was the first time in a while that I saw people at the med tents and stopped on the side of course. For the most part, it looked like dehydration and cramping but there were a few that we carted off on stretchers. I’m hoping they were OK.
I caught up to Al standing over a runner named Larry who was lying on the side of the road at mile 12.5ish who pretty much just collapsed in front of him. It was pretty clear it was a nutrition issue, so I let Al go ahead to finish and catch his flight. It took a minute or so to figure out he’d only taken water the entire race, so I gave him a bit of salt and with the help of another runner got Larry to his feet. Fifty yards or so later, his legs weren’t locked up and he was able to walk the last mile. Turns out you don’t lose that coach support instinct after all.
I got a nice shout out from Henry as I came down the last 50 yards. I was on the edge of cramping at the time, so it was great to get some encouragement. Henry is a couple of races ahead of us this year and will hit his Hall of Fame race in Brooklyn. He seems well on track to get to the 20 race goal he set back at the start of the year.
Hyalker was running with his two siblings. His twin brother Hydalker was running his 8th half marathon and sister Larissa ran her first. With Hyalker north of 100 half marathons, I suspect the Amaral kids haven’t seen the last of the race circuit.
On the way out of the Heavy Medal tent, I did finally meet two of the new Hall of Famers for the first time. Joseph (far left) and Christina (center in blue) completed their 15th race of 2016 along with Zach and Melinda (between Joseph and Christina). Jeff Calene (not in the picture) also made the Hall and is still on track to hit his 100th Rock n Roll by the end of 2016.
We had five hours until our flight home. The cold shower and fresh clothes felt good. The lunch at Reading Terminal Market (including Bassetts ice cream and freshly baked pretzels) felt even better.
This was the first of 10 races in 13 weeks, not counting two 5Ks, two 10Ks and dozen miles Ron is covering for the Old Glory Relay and Susan’s 6K on the tarmac at the PDX Runway. Somewhere in there, Susan is going to transition to a new client and Ron has a week-long company training in between two race weekends. Seems like the half marathon is a metaphor for life.
Or is it the other way around?
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