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Yesterday I ran the California International Marathon. It was my fifth CIM and my fifteenth overall marathon.
I really like the CIM. It's a good and easy course with great spectator and volunteer support. There is one thing about the last two CIMs I ran, however. Last year was freezing, and I mean FREEZING cold! The water stations were slick because as soon as any water fell on the ground it would freeze up, and some of us slipped and slid out way through the stations. At the end of the race I had barely broken a sweat, it was that cold. Definitely the coldest race I've ever run.
At the CIM two years ago I ran through a torrential downpour with high winds for the first twenty miles. How nasty was the rain and wind? My second best split was my last split, when the rain had stopped. (And I beat my PR by a little more than three minutes, in the worst running conditions I have ever endured!)
So what did this year have in store? Temperate to cool temperatures and no chaince of rain. Somehow I didn't trust it. Based on the past two years I decided to be cautious, and brace myself for something like a swarm of locust, an 8.9 richter scale earthquake, or a herd of bears attacking. "Did you finish your marathon?" "No. We were attacked by a swarm of bears."
( To the start line! Under the LJ cut... )
I really like the CIM. It's a good and easy course with great spectator and volunteer support. There is one thing about the last two CIMs I ran, however. Last year was freezing, and I mean FREEZING cold! The water stations were slick because as soon as any water fell on the ground it would freeze up, and some of us slipped and slid out way through the stations. At the end of the race I had barely broken a sweat, it was that cold. Definitely the coldest race I've ever run.
At the CIM two years ago I ran through a torrential downpour with high winds for the first twenty miles. How nasty was the rain and wind? My second best split was my last split, when the rain had stopped. (And I beat my PR by a little more than three minutes, in the worst running conditions I have ever endured!)
So what did this year have in store? Temperate to cool temperatures and no chaince of rain. Somehow I didn't trust it. Based on the past two years I decided to be cautious, and brace myself for something like a swarm of locust, an 8.9 richter scale earthquake, or a herd of bears attacking. "Did you finish your marathon?" "No. We were attacked by a swarm of bears."
( To the start line! Under the LJ cut... )