Good morning and happy cinco de mayo! My morning started out very early so I could hop on the T with my mom and head downtown!
Though we weren’t running the Pittsburgh marathon or half, we still wanted to go down and support everyone who was! One of our favorite parts of the run last year was everyone high fiving us, using our names from the bibs to cheer us on, and the signs.
We managed to get half way to the T station before realizing we forgot our signs! We hurried up and turned around to grab them! Apparently the T didn’t get the memo that more cars were supposed to be running, because we definitely waited over 15 minutes to get there, which made us rushing to see my uncle before the start!
He did it with us last year, but had the flu the week before and had a fever while running in! So, he decided to give it another shot. My cousin’s husband somehow found us, too, so they were able to start together!
Once they were gone, I searched the next corral and found my best friend! Had our T been on time, I was going to meet up with her before the race, but we literally got there as they were starting to run!
She’s the one in the black tank
My mom was having a blast giving everyone high fives and cheering them on! The runners definitely loved us. For some reason we were surrounded by people who thought it was cool to sit on the ground and not cheer. HELLO! Definitely not cool. Anywho, we did manage to see my cousin’s husband go by!
Shortly after my uncle was a speed demon and running an awesome race!
One of the coolest parts for us was that we actually got to the spot before anyone had so we saw the first runners run by!
Seriously, it was so fun. We were going to try to find them across the river, but wanted to make sure we had a spot near the finish line for them to find us. We stopped along the road about .3 miles before the finish, and were able to cheer everyone on!
Somehow, I managed to spot out everyone that I knew was running the race. Our spot on the bridge was perfect for it. I even saw Chasingchels. It was as she flew by me, but cool nonetheless. Since we were waiting on the side of the road when the first half marathoners were crossing, I also managed to see her again! Isn’t that pretty cool?! I thought so when 37,000 people were running this race!
I was so proud of everyone who ran it! I am more than determined to figure out what works with my stomach and get back out there next year. I was quite jealous of everyone running it, even though I knew I was risking my health if I did it. I am going to work hard to see what works for me to run long distances and what doesn’t, so I can be wearing the medal next year!
I, obviously, was so pumped up for everyone, that I congratulated people who had already finished when we made our way to the start line. Now, I know when anyone congratulates me on any race, I get super excited and thank them. I was astonished at how rude these people were. Out of 20 Congrats, I had 2 respond thanks. Really? I could kind of understand you were tired and whatever. Then, I started congratulating the runners from the Relay, who ran the 4 mile or 3 mile stretch, and they didn’t even say thanks!
It goes without fail to know that there would be a heightened sense of security. I was honestly shocked and what they had done and put in place. There were many more police officers around the areas, there were police lining the corrals and yelling, the finish line area was a mad house with people yelling at you, there were no garbage cans around, fences were everywhere, and I even got yelled at for wearing a drawstring backpack! I would have been fine with it if I hadn’t done my research and see that those were allowed, and that I saw a bunch of other spectators with them on. Regardless, I am glad we had those officers and officials keeping everyone safe. It might’ve caused for some delays, and might’ve been a little more difficult to branch out while running, but everyone remained safe. There were every people lining up the last 1/2 mile every couple feet. This never happened last year. One huge area we saw safety officials were on the T! I have ridden that quite numerous times, and I’ve never seen a police officer anywhere. At every stop there was an officer with guns strapped all over him looking inside the car, and then officers started riding with us. Still, though, it made me feel safe!
Have a great rest of your day!