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| Getting some advise from my coach. |
Eyes on the prize...I'm 38 so 3.10 is my goal
2016 BOSTON MARATHON QUALIFYING STANDARDS
Effective September 13, 2014. All standards below are based on official submitted net time.
| AGE GROUP | MEN | WOMEN |
| 18-34 | 3hrs 05min 00sec | 3hrs 35min 00sec |
| 35-39 | 3hrs 10min 00sec | 3hrs 40min 00sec |
| 40-44 | 3hrs 15min 00sec | 3hrs 45min 00sec |
| 45-49 | 3hrs 25min 00sec | 3hrs 55min 00sec |
| 50-54 | 3hrs 30min 00sec | 4hrs 00min 00sec |
| 55-59 | 3hrs 40min 00sec | 4hrs 10min 00sec |
| 60-64 | 3hrs 55min 00sec | 4hrs 25min 00sec |
| 65-69 | 4hrs 10min 00sec | 4hrs 40min 00sec |
| 70-74 | 4hrs 25min 00sec | 4hrs 55min 00sec |
| 75-79 | 4hrs 40min 00sec | 5hrs 10min 00sec |
| 80 and over | 4hrs 55min 00sec | 5hrs 25min 00sec |
Today I found the baggy running shorts that i ran my last marathon in. The drawstring that was tied in a knot to stop them from falling off, made permanent with time, now fit my waist like the string on a honey baked ham. My sneakers also fit a little tighter than i ever remembered.... can your feet get fat too? Do feet elongate under extra weight and your arch sags a bit? Nothing was going to deter me today, as i have made a commitment. I gathered my pregnant fiance and toddler and we drove three miles down the street and did a little nature walk. Before pictures were taken, laughs were had, and i set out to run my clydesdale frame back to the house after sending them home in the car. After some time had passed i noticed Marie had doubled back for a drive by to make sure i didn't 'tack out. I laughed when i saw the car, a. because i had just started running after a run, walk, run, stagger, and b. because i remembered how i used to start running every time i saw a car or heard tires or god forbid thought i might be being overtaken by a high school track team on a training run....It occured to me that i'm not running to escape my problems, i'm running to solve them. After making it home i realized i forgot how good it feels to finish up a little run. Endorphins pumping, a little surge of pride, the promise of fitting into my jeans again.
Thats all for today. I have to get ironing, i'm a restaurant manager and dry cleaning isn't in my budget with 4 mouths on one income. I'll try not to eat dead food in the window all night and leave you with these pictures tantamount to a car crash. Just don't let the images ruin your day ;)

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