Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Unexpectedly Amazing - Michigan

When George first mentioned the Detroit Free Press I didn't think much of it.  I knew my race budget for 2011 was pretty much stretched thin and while I'd need to run Michigan eventually and had looked at the Free Press I'd basically logged it on my spreadsheet for the future and moved on.  But a month out from the race when he mentioned it again and extended an invitation to stay with him at a friend's house (with the friend's blessing of course) I half heartedly checked airfare "just to see".  I REALLY should know better.  Of course I found an amazing air fare and HAD to do the race.  Shoot, it'd end up being one of the cheapest states I'd gotten, why not?  So, I registered and booked my flight. 

I left the house WAY early to catch my flight and actually got to Detroit hours before George, but I didn't mind...I slept in a chair near the fountain while waiting.  Once he got there we had a little hassle finding each other as we were in different terminals and didn't realize it initially, but that issue solved we were on our way.  A quick conversation in the car while headed to the expo and we both had the same thought....don't expect much, it's probably just a small expo, mainly packet pickup... It was set up awkwardly - you had to walk all the way through the expo to the back of the room to get your packet, then back through to exit.  From a marketing perspective it made you pass each vendor twice, but it just didn't seem to flow well.  However, the expo itself was GREAT!  We had a blast!  We met many wonderful people, ran into some Rock N Roll racers and friends, and even registered for a few give aways (and later found out we each won a free entry to the 2012 Capital City Half Marathon in Ohio - a state I've yet to do!).  All in all we both agreed the expo was very nice and much better than expected.
We did however get a good laugh at the fact that we were the ONLY people wearing flip flops in Michigan in October (and rightfully so...it was COLD!).

After the expo and dinner we made our way to George's friend Eric's house.  He was at work and we ended up crashing before he got home, but I had the opportunity to meet him well before dawn as we all drug ourselves out of bed and headed to the start line.  Regardless of how the race panned out I was lucky enough to have enjoyed a day at the expo with a great friend and to have met an incredible new friend!

The race was much larger than we expected and the crowd was huge, the energy was high and before we knew it we were on our way!  As I started I heard the dreaded sounds of someone falling behind me...start lines are incredibly crowded and the sound of tumbling could well signal you are about to become part of the pile but you can't look back to check or you risk hitting those in front of you and causing your own pile up.  I winched and continued running away from the sound, trying to find an opening to give me a little space.  When I finally had the opportunity to peek behind me I had just enough time to do a quick step to avoid having my heel clipped by the woman literally rolling on the ground.  She wasn't seriously injured and there were plenty of people involved and helping so I plodded on.  As we approached the Ambassador Bridge I felt a mix of excitement and dread...that's a long, steady, high climb - but running through customs and into Canada was kinda cool.  (I forgot to mention you HAVE to have a passport for this race and they check them at the expo before giving you your bib!)  I'm pretty decent at hills and don't typically mind them (expect in Vermont where they never ended!)...but this climb took quite a bit out of me.  I was determined to run the entire thing despite the number of people walking up the bridge.  The bridge narrowed a bit and the climb continued, into the darkness (still hadn't dawned yet) towards the lights beckoning at the top of the bridge.

When we finally crested the bridge the wind was SO extreme it literally blew me sideways.  I slowed my pace a bit and pushed through the wind, anxiously peeking ahead whenever I could trying to catch a glimpse of Canada as we ran in.  Ironically enough, my first glimpse of Canada on this trip was....McDonald's.  I got a bit of a chuckle as I continued to plod on.  I suddenly heard a loud whistle blowing and popped my ear bud out while trying to determine where the sound was coming from.  It wasn't long before I found out...a biker came flying up, blowing his whistle and shouting....he was clearing the left side of the runners to make way for a wheel chair racer.  Over the remaining course of the race these bicyclist would come up on us clearing a path for a racer. 

The crowds in Canada were very welcoming and cheered us all on, clapping just as much for those carrying the stars and stripes as those running under their own flag.  As we ran along the waterfront I was struck by the large park, neat sculptures, and breath taking views of Detroit across the water.

Eventually I began wondering if much of this race would be on American soil as we seemed to have been in Canada for quite some time and the tunnel was still in the distance.  Shortly thereafter we made a right hand turn and looped around to hit the border checkpoint and descend into the tunnel.  Again the shrill whistles were behind us and runners gave way as the racers barreled down the tunnel prior to their grueling climb back to US soil.  As typical to a race, as we entered the tunnel runners began whooping and yelling and the echos back spurred us all onward.  I enjoyed the tunnel run more than most others I've done, though I can't really say why.  As we climbed out of the tunnel I was determined to maintain my pace and not have to walk.  Again folks varied in their approach, some tackling the climb with vigor, others enjoying the walk, many complaining about the heat in the tunnel (I didn't think this was a problem at all...I barely noticed a bit of stuffiness but nothing to complain about).  Yet when we exited the tunnel the reception was amazing!  Spectators lined the streets loudly cheering as we ran under flags and banners and signs welcoming us back to the USA.  Many of us reached up to tap the sign overhead (though some of us had to jump while others barely extended an arm!).  The atmosphere was amazing! 

As we wound our way back through Detroit I tried to take in the sites.  This time the view across the water was Canada and I found it amusing to be peering across the same water in the opposite direction while running.  Though again I have no idea why!  I grew up on an island, so it's not like that's an unusual concept!  It did add to the run though!  All to soon we hit the split and the half crowd shouted well wishes to those tackling the full as they peeled off for their additional miles and we approached the finish.  I knew I hadn't been training as I should and I had no expectations for time in today's event but finished in a decent 2:18:21.  I was, however, struck with just how nice the medal was.  This will likely remain one of my favorite medals!  It's very heavy, the medal itself is interesting and captures Detroit, while the landyard is by far one of the nicest on any of my medals and really captures the feel of the race - incorporating both countries flags as well as "13.1".

After a picture I headed to the finish line party...passing LONG lines at the free massage tents lining the finisher's area.  When I entered the park I poked around, checking out what was there, but mostly sweets and treats...nothing I wanted to eat after 13.1 miles!  Then I noticed another set of massage tents in the after party with a very short line, so I figure what the heck...George was running the full anyway, so he'd be a bit!  I got in line.  While waiting I texted Eric to let him know I was finished and where I was.  While he made his way there I enjoyed a full body massage that was quite thorough compared to what I was expecting.  After my massage and once reunited with Eric we made our way back to the start/finish line area.  There was a little deli on the side of the road and we went in for breakfast.  We enjoyed egg sandwiches/wraps while getting to know each other.   Until I saw a red mohawk pass by the window!  We had already paid and were chatting so we hopped up and headed to the finish to congratuate our friend!  After meeting up with George and taking lots of pictures we headed back to the "Conquered" afterparty.

There we watched the master showman/rockstar that is GEORGE MELICHAR in action!  After a lengthy interview by one reporter (that resulted in a news article - http://www.freep.com/article/20111017/NEWS06/110170370/Marathon-sets-record-20-940-turn-out-Detroit) we made our way to the Refuel with Chocolate Milk booth for pictures where once again George's personality made him the center of attention.

After hamming it up for some photos we noticed a rogue photographer, who subsequently noticed George...resulting in a lengthy photoshoot.  We also ducked into a photo booth and goofed off for a group shot.


After we'd exhausted all of the finish line festivities we headed back to the car and headed to the airport.  I had enough time for a shower in the Delta Skyclub lounge and then it was off to my gate.  While waiting to board a group of runners appeared and we began talking while waitng for the plane...more new running friends (these fairly local), a great race, a fun afterparty, even a massage...all in all, completing Michigan was a great experience!

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