Today was the women’s marathon at the Olympics in London. Rainy weather on race day. I love running in the rain. Maybe because it doesn’t rain that much in Colorado. I wanted to get up to watch the race, but my body had other ideas. I ran 16 miles yesterday – 13.1 at race pace – and steam cleaned my rugs/carpet, and then went over to help my bud, Sarah, clean her carpets. Or it could have been the beer and pizza she had for dinner! We watched some of the Olympics and she learned how to operate the cleaner. Good times!
This morning I woke up just in time to watch the last mile of the women’s finish. Perfect timing! I got to see them round Buckingham Palace and head home to the finish. The pain and joy they had on their faces. It was beautiful! Tiki Gelana of Ethiopia beat the Olympic record by seconds to win gold – 2 hours, 23 minutes, 7 seconds. Priscah Jeptoo of Kenya followed her five seconds later and Tatyana Petrova Arkhipova of Russia won the bronze. But I was watching for the Americans – Desiree Davila, Shalane Flanagan, and Kara Goucher. I learned the Desi went out at the end of the first loop. She’s been fighting a hip injury, but did her nation proud by getting to that starting line. As John “The Penguin” Bingham says, “The miracle isn’t that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start.” Shalane Flanagan was the top U.S. finisher in 10th place, 2:44 behind Gelana and right behind her in 11th was Kara Goucher. Flanagan in 2:25:51. Goucher in 2:26:07. They both stayed with the front pack throughout the race and did an outstanding job! Even if they didn’t medal, they poured their hearts into the race, did their best and in the end showed us the power of friendship. Congrats to all the runners!
“I don’t think Kara and I have dedicated ourselves more to
anything in our lives than to this race.
It’s a little heartbreaking.”