The Boston Marathon – The Trip

Let me just say I-80 across Pa is one long, boring drive.  It seemed like I was the only car on the road for most of it.  I didn’t come up with any new poems or thoughts to write about because I was so bored. I figured my mind would be going everywhere but it went to sleep while I drove.

 

Saturday was just check in day and Expo day.  We went to the Expo to get Kim’s running bib. Of course if you go to an expo, you have to spend money. We bought a few Boston shirts.  Spent less than two hours there and had to pay $40 for parking garage. Seriously, $40 for two hours. Let’s take advantage of the runners and their families. I don’t know, maybe parking is always that expensive in Boston.

We went to a place called Fire & Ice in Harvard Square to eat dinner. Interesting experience and the food was yummy. We actually ate there Saturday and Sunday night. Basically, the food is set out raw and you go pick what you want to eat, take it to the middle where the cooks are and they cook it up for you.  Look here, after I was up for forty hours, with only a 30 minute nap, look who bonked out at nine, not me.  I was out shortly after.

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I know Boston is east and I know the sun rises in the east, I just didn’t expect it to be coming in our hotel window at five am. I was going to get up at six anyway to go for a run but wasn’t expecting to be woke up at five by sunlight.  I went out on my run to conquer Heartbreak Hill, which I mapped to be five miles from our hotel. Being in the zone like I was, I went down Beacon Street to Chestnut Hill Ave Reservoir to Commonwealth, but I went right like an idiot instead of left.  Just running along and not paying attention, saw a sign for Commonwealth and took it.  See the pic below where I made a right,between miles 3 and 4,  I should have went left around the reservoir. Interestingly enough, there was a big hill exactly at the five mile mark and it was exactly half a mile long, just like Heartbreak Hill. So I didn’t actually go to Heartbreak Hill but I did run a pretty nice hill that was the same length as Heartbreak. This was the best I felt on a run in a long time.  Only stopped to take a few pics below.

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I did go home and ran the Newton Hills and  Heartbreak Hill on my treadmill.  Wasn’t that bad, but I didn’t run the 20 miles before it either. 🙂

 

The rest of Sunday was just Kylie and me day. Kim stayed at the hotel to rest for the race. Kylie and I went to the Museum of Science, she loves stuff like that.  We had a good time. Spent three hours there then took the subway to Boston Commons.  We then decided to walk the 2.5 mile Freedom Trail.  Lots of history and places to see. We didn’t actually make it the entire way. Once we crossed the bay we decided to go left back to the Museum of Science and call Kim to come pick us up.  Our legs were hurting.  Mine probably more than hers but she was tired also.

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Monday was race day which I posted about Wednesday. The Boston Marathon- The Race

It was a great experience for our family.  I don’t know if I could live in downtown Boston area but Cambridge, Harvard area, oh yeah. Loved where we stayed. I could run by the Charles River and over to the path by the river by The Museum Of Science  or can run to Heartbreak Hill, the right direction.

Kim did qualify for next year so maybe we will see Boston again. I won’t drive next time, be cheaper to fly and avoid all the parking garage fees.

 

No music today, will just leave you with some pics.

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8 thoughts on “The Boston Marathon – The Trip

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      1. marijo1245

        You are creating memories that will last a lifetime! Great father daughter time! I laughed at your thoughts on i80 through Pennsylvania, I’m well acquainted with that stretch of highway.

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          1. marijo1245

            She will! A daughter always remembers time spent with dad. My dad was a runner as well. We spent countless hours running miles everywhere we went. No way I’d ever forget!!

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