Boston Marathon is the world’s oldest annual marathon and one of the more prestigious to run. It is very hard to qualify, and they have very few charity spots. For us runners that are a bit challenged pace wise, the only option then is to pay a fortune to secure a spot through a travel agent. Since Boston is one of the Abbott World Major Marathon and we needed it to get the big, fat six-star-finisher medal, we were therefore very happy that we were able to buy our way in through Springtime.no in 2017, after 3 years on a wait list.
The training for the marathon was everything but perfect. The race is in Apriland in January I got the flu that lasted for a week and developed intopneumonia which I left untreated for a month. In the whole of February I hadthe cough of a patient with COPD still smoking 60 cigarettes a day, but inMarch I started on antibiotics and recuperated quickly. I managed 3-4 runningsessions before I got ill again, this time from Ménière, a vestibular disordercausing vertigo spells, fullness in air tinnitus and nausea. I could not movemy head for the last days before departure, but suddenly, the night before ourflight, I got much better, and started to pack my gear in a hurry to board theplane the next morning.
We were a group of six persons, where 4 of us where to participate in the marathon and we arrived in Boston on Thursday afternoon. I went straight to bed after check in at Wyndham Boston Beacon Hill hotel.
On Friday I woke up early due to the jetlag and I lay completely still,trying to check if the world was still a rollercoaster. Luckily not, so then Iwas ready to join the others for sightseeing. Boston is the lobster capital ofthe world and since lobster costs as much as gold back in Norway, we atelobster several times a day for the entire stay.
On Saturday we went to a baseball match, which was very exciting, but a bitcold since it lasted for 4+hours the temperature was not exactly all that.
On Sunday we took the metro to Harvard and spent the day there hoping to grow some brain cells before we went back for an early pasta dinner the night before the race.
On Monday, the weather suddenly turned, and we got temperatures around 25 degrees Celsius. The course was interesting, but with my lack of preparations, I had a hard time completing. But, I did it with a whole minute to spare before the time limit, so I did get my medal. It felt very strange jogging up the same path as where the bombs went off five years earlier.