Today, I ran the Seattle Marathon. This was the fourth and final race of the
Seattle Quadzilla. This race is much
larger than the first three. I don’t
know if the race organizers are even aware that the other races exist.
This was my fourth Seattle Marathon. I first ran it in 1990, when it was run on a
different course. It was the third time
I’ve run it on the current course. It
was also the third time I’ve done it as part of the quadzilla.
I chose to stay on the north side of downtown, so I could walk
to the start of this race. The start is
just outside Seattle Center, near the Space Needle. The start was just three blocks from my
hotel. The race didn’t start until
8:15. Even allowing time for pre-race
group photos, I had the luxury of sleeping in.
It was another cold morning.
It was 31 degrees at the start and stayed cold for the next few hours
before gradually climbing into the low 40s.
Having the same weather four days in a row took all the guesswork out of
what to wear.
At 7:45, there was a Marathon Maniacs group photo just
outside the stadium where we would finish.
Then there was another group photo for everyone doing the
quadzilla. Several quadzilla runners were
doing the marathon walk, which started an hour earlier, so they missed the
photo.
This race has a six hour time limit. They keep the finish line open until everyone
is done, but after six hours the roads are opened to traffic. That gave me a strong incentive to break six
hours, even if it meant running the whole way.
The last mile is on busy downtown streets, and I didn’t relish the idea
of running on the sidewalks and waiting for the lights at every corner. Yesterday’s race took me 5:49, even though I ran
the whole thing. That made me nervous.
The race started right next to the Space Needle, but it was so
foggy we couldn’t see it. We ran underneath
the monorail for the first mile. Then we
continued running south along 5th Avenue until we reached the south end of the
downtown area.
In the first mile, I got the sense I was running too
fast. The pace already felt tiring. I suspected I was getting influenced by faster
runners around me, so I tried to ease up.
I hit the one mile mark in 10:53.
If that pace felt too fast, I was in trouble.
The second mile was mostly downhill, but it was a little bit
slower at 11:06. Then we entered the
ramp onto I-90. That forced me to slow
down. Over the next several miles, I
averaged just under 12 minutes per mile.
Seattle is one of the few cities I know that will close down
a major section of a freeway for a race.
We ran on I-90 for the next six miles.
We were able to avoid some major hills by running through this tunnel.
Inside the tunnel, I started to get warm. As we left the tunnel, I immediately felt a
cold draft off the lake. Next, we ran
across Lake Washington to Mercer Island.
As soon as we got there, we turned around inside another tunnel and ran
back across the lake.
Normally, you get good views of the lake from the
bridge. Today, it was too foggy. I couldn’t see much of the lake, but I did
get to see most of the other runners.
Running across the bridge, I saw runners who were on their way back
already. I saw most of the other runners
who were doing the quadzilla. I also saw
a few other friends.
The bridge is flat in the middle, but slopes up at each end. As I was reaching the end of my return trip
across the bridge, I started getting warm, so I took off my jacket.
When I was able to run marathons in 3:30 or faster, I rarely
had to make bathroom stops during races.
Now that I’m taking between five and six hours, I almost always have to
stop. At the eight mile mark, I passed a
port-o-potty. I wanted to stop, but I
waited. Lately, my legs have stiffened
up whenever I stop, forcing me to slow down.
I couldn’t afford to have that happen this early in the race. I held off on a bathroom stop, in hopes of
maintaining my current pace for the first half of the race.
As we came off the bridge, we started running through neighborhoods
that were also part of yesterday’s race.
Today, we had the privilege of running on streets that were closed to
traffic. Before long, I saw a pace car, followed
by the lead runners. They had already
run around Seward Park and were on their way back. Soon, I started seeing runners I knew. By the time I reached Seward Park, I saw everyone
who was on pace for 4:10 or faster.
Next, I ran the loop around Seward Park for the third time
this weekend. It was still too foggy to
see the lake. I could only see the road
below me and the trees above me.
I reached the halfway mark in 2:34:41. That was almost eight minutes faster than
yesterday. That meant I could afford to
do some walking when I reached the tough miles later in the race.
As I was leaving Seward Park, I started running with John,
who was also doing the quadzilla. John
was experiencing knee pain, and running with me helped him get through a bad
patch. Running with John also helped me. He helped keep me on a consistent pace. We were still clicking off 12 minute miles. The longer I could keep up that pace, the
more I could afford to walk the hills in the late miles.
I was still holding off on a bathroom break. John needed to make a bathroom stop at 16
miles, so I stopped too. When I resumed
running, I had to work to get back into my rhythm. I was able to do it. In fact, our next two miles were a little bit
faster.
John and I kept up a consistent pace between 11:30 and 12:00
until we passed the 19 mile mark. Then
we began the hilly part of the course.
At this point, I knew I could afford to walk all the hills. John was worried if he started walking, he
might not be able to run again. I told
John to go ahead, and I walked the first hill.
When I crested it, I resumed running.
I reached the 20 mile mark in 3:59. If I had to, I could walk the rest of the
race and still break six hours. I
continued to walk the hills and run everything else.
In the 21st mile, there’s a particularly tough hill. It starts with two short blocks that are
steep. Here even my walking was slow.
Then we turned left onto Madison Street. It was still uphill for about half a mile,
but here it was more gradual. I was able
to power walk it. I was almost keeping
up with people who were running the hill.
That’s the worst hill in the race, but not the last
one. After a long downhill, we turned right
and ran by the Washington Park Arboretum, followed by Interlaken Park. The parks gave us some scenery that was a nice
contrast to the urban landscape.
Running through the parks, we had constant rolling
hills. I continued to walk uphill and
run downhill. I soon reached my favorite
mile marker of the weekend. Including
the first three races, I could now tell myself, “100 miles down, 4 to go.”
Running through Interlaken Park, I started getting cold. I don’t know if it was the shade or being on
high ground, but it seemed 10 degrees colder.
With about two and a half miles to go, we crossed I-5. I thought we were entering downtown. I forgot that after coming down a ramp, we would
cross back under the freeway. We still had
to run on the east side of the freeway for another mile before crossing it
again.
When I reached the 11 mile mark of the half marathon course,
I looked at my watch. I had 2.1 miles to
go. If I could run them in 33 minutes, I
could break 5:30. That surprised me, but
it gave me a strong incentive to run the rest of the way.
Just before reaching the second bridge over I-5, I got my first
view of the Space Needle. That made the
remaining distance more tangible.
Looking to my right, I could see Lake Union. As I crossed the freeway for the last time, I
took one last look across the lake. I
could see Gas Works Park, where Thursday’s race started. I could see Kite Hill. I had come full circle.
After running down a ramp, I reached the 25 mile sign. Despite stopping to take pictures, I still
had 20 minutes to run the last 1.2 miles.
As I turned to run through downtown, it was initially downhill. The hills were just steep enough to be
uncomfortable. As I got closer to the
finish, I had to go up one last hill. I
wanted to walk, but kept running.
The finish is inside a stadium. I entered the stadium and ran across the
football field, finishing in 5:25:49.
This was by far my fastest marathon of the four, despite walking most of
the hills.
The recovery area is indoors. Just outside the doorway, I was met by Steve Walters. Steve finished two hours earlier, but was
still there to give me my quadzilla finisher medal.
In was nice to get into a warm building immediately after
the race. There, I met several other
quadzilla finishers and had some post-race food. When I went back outside, I was surprised how
quickly I got cold. Fortunately, I only
had to walk a few blocks to get back to my hotel.
These four races brought my total for the year to 49. I just have two more. Next weekend, I’m running the St. Jude
Memphis Marathon. The following weekend,
I’m doing the Honolulu Marathon. Then I’m
taking nine weeks off to get healthy.
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