Let’s take this opportunity to candidly review everything that should have screwed me over on this race, shall we? It started back in early-mid July. Or perhaps more accurately change what I hadn’t done prepare for it. I was way past the point of no return, I would do it, and there was no way at that point to change what I had done to prepare for it. I had the usually to me but strange to everyone else sense of calmness that always overwhelms me before a large event like this. I spent almost 24 hours in Medoc Mountain State Park on account of this race, and that’s one of the reasons why it’s so great!Įven after 26.2 miles of running, I still manage to smile and have fun! I loved my Medoc Experienceįriday evening I left the gothic wonderland known as Duke University around 4:30 for the no-cell-service wonderland known as the middle of nowhere Medoc Mountain State Park. Medoc is an experience which I will remember for the rest of my life. but that would be the same for any marathon I did. Sure, I could have been more prepared, not gotten injured in training, had more time for long runs, etc. It’s hard to imagine a better experience for my first marathon than the experience I had at Medoc. Others were skeptical in my choice for my first ever marathon, but I was hopeful that I had chosen well. My first impression of a marathon was awesome. And lucky for me, I chose an amazing race.
I had my first taste of what it felt like to travel 26.2 miles by foot in one shot. A week ago today, I got my first impression of thing known as a marathon. They say you can never undo a bad first impression. I tried not to ramble, but a lot happened at my first marathon. The name was fitting as I crossed the finish line…more on that later.*Warning this is a very long post. When I opened the envelope at packet pickup, I discovered I would be known as the Newport Ninny…a foolish person from Newport News.
I wanted to see what I would be anointed on my race through the woods. The majority of my bibs have “Dewey,” so for fun, I went with the latter option. We had two options in this race: pick a nickname or one would be bestowed upon you. More often than not, when signing up for a race there is a spot for a nickname. Please don’t forget to flush and wash your hands….” Not sure if I read it on the toilet or not! This quote was from an email he sent out prior to race day, “This is a long email, so grab your iPhone and head to the bathroom for some “alone time.” There is a big prize if you read it all. I quickly learned the race director had a witty sense of humor. I heard early on this was a first-class event from my local running friends, so I felt I had to sign up for this one. Not to grandma’s house either! This race would also be my final one before retiring from the Air Force. This would be my first race since the Seattle Rock ‘n Roll in June and would be my first time running a race through the woods. Plus, being held in late October I knew there would be a chance to enjoy the fall weather.
After running the local trails here in Newport News, VA, I figured Medoc would be the next logical race in my growing portfolio. The Medoc Marathon takes place on the trails at the Medoc Mountain State Park located in Hollister, NC, on the third weekend in October.
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