This morning, after opening our presents, Clay and I went on our first run since the marathon. Even though it was biting cold and pouring today, it felt good to again stretch our legs and get our fill of fresh air.
It took me over a week but I finally updated the running blog. IT WAS GREAT. Our time wasn't what we had hoped, but we did survive, finishing in 5:56:54 (chip time).
Looking ahead, I encourage anyone to take a similar journey..."from the couch to the finish line." I have only positive things to say about the LLS's Team-In-Training experience. They are organized, cheerfully positive and remind us all of how fortunate we are, what real struggle is and how powerful we can be in the face of life's challenges. So, if you are contemplating your 2009 resolutions, consider challenging yourself with TNT.
Wishing all the health and happiness in the new year,
kimi
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Post-Race Days
After crossing the finish line, we walked right under a set of piped showers fully clothed. The perceived heat was intense. Our clothes and even shoes waterlogged, we walked through Kapiolani Park to gather our finishers T-shirts and snacks at the TNT tent.
TNT provided the same plush shuttle buses back to the hotel where we loaded up two huge plastic bags with ice from the hotel ice machine. After taking a hot shower, we sat for 10 long minutes in tub of i-c-e then proceeded down to the pool for an afternoon in the sun.
Many of the hotel patrons were also race finishers, boasting proud finishers shirts and hats.
That afternoon Charlaine, Clay's sister flew in for Christmas at home, and we all had a 'victory' dinner together. Needless to say we called it a night early, but after 18 hours we were pooped.
Auntie Kay and Uncle Walter, and Auntie Fay and Auntie Vicky took us to brunch the next morning at Wailana Coffee House, right across the street from the Hilton Hawaiian.
This day proved to be the most beautiful and our legs the most sore. We made time to lounge by the pool for most of the day until heading to Kailua to spend the night at Clay's parents house.
Sadly, our whirlwind trip was already coming to an end. We left the next afternoon after an early lunch at Helena's with some of Clay's friends. My Auntie Amy and her 'nephew' (?) were in town from Kauai visiting, too.
Its a shame we couldn't stay longer, but seemingly did so much while we were there. Neither of us can wait until the next time...!
TNT provided the same plush shuttle buses back to the hotel where we loaded up two huge plastic bags with ice from the hotel ice machine. After taking a hot shower, we sat for 10 long minutes in tub of i-c-e then proceeded down to the pool for an afternoon in the sun.
Many of the hotel patrons were also race finishers, boasting proud finishers shirts and hats.
That afternoon Charlaine, Clay's sister flew in for Christmas at home, and we all had a 'victory' dinner together. Needless to say we called it a night early, but after 18 hours we were pooped.Auntie Kay and Uncle Walter, and Auntie Fay and Auntie Vicky took us to brunch the next morning at Wailana Coffee House, right across the street from the Hilton Hawaiian.
This day proved to be the most beautiful and our legs the most sore. We made time to lounge by the pool for most of the day until heading to Kailua to spend the night at Clay's parents house.
Sadly, our whirlwind trip was already coming to an end. We left the next afternoon after an early lunch at Helena's with some of Clay's friends. My Auntie Amy and her 'nephew' (?) were in town from Kauai visiting, too.
Its a shame we couldn't stay longer, but seemingly did so much while we were there. Neither of us can wait until the next time...!
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Race Day
It's hard to imagine what running beside 20,000 people feels like until you are literally IN a sea of runners, the size of a small city. Maybe it was the fact that this was our first marathon, not just a half marathon, that the enormity of it all seemed more profound, or that Honolulu 'felt' smaller than San Francisco. 
Either way, our bodies and will power were tested and pushed to the limits on this rainy Sunday as we overcame challenges large and small.The 26-mile extravaganza had 20,302 people who started the race this year. And 20,058 of them finished. 60% of the participants were from Japan. A little more than an hour into the race along the midpoint at mile 14, a group of elite runners flew by on a whisper, barely making a sound as their shoes slapped the slick pavement.
Few supporters were out at that hour, and an army of volunteers waited with cups and sponges and medical supplies, while the rain pelted.
Few supporters were out at that hour, and an army of volunteers waited with cups and sponges and medical supplies, while the rain pelted.The top five male runners finished the marathon in under 2 hours and 30 minutes during the 26th annual event. Patrick Ivuti, of Kenya, finished first at 2:14:35.
The first female runner to finish was Kiyoko Shimahara, of Tokyo, at 2:32:36.
But the Honolulu Marathon, also known as the people's marathon, is not just about the elite runners. It's also about regular folks on personal quests.
Like Gladys Burrill, 90, a great-grandmother. She was on a record pace for her 90-94 age group through 24 miles, but became ill. Medical personnel advised her not to finish but when she felt better she went to the finish line to greet friends, family members and congratulate finishers. She dedicated her race to her husband of 69 years, who died just three days ago.
Or Darlene Heck, 70, of Haleiwa. She was aiming for a 6 hour finish and ran on pace with Clay and I probably the first 4 miles or so. During that time, we learned that she had successfully completed 18 previous marathons and had survived leukemia just a few years back. This was her second time training with the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society's Team-In-Training group and surprised even herself by raising over six thousand dollars for cancer research and patient services. Needless to say, Clay and I were blown away by her spirit and determination. She was truly an inspiration.
This people's marathon is one of the few in the country that does not close the course until every runner who is willing and able finishes the course. That means 90-year-old Gladys could have taken 16 hours if she needed it to finish and they would have let her. By comparison, in San Francisco, they close the course after 6 hours.
The start got off with a bang. Literally. A fireworks show and a the shot of Howitzer signified the official 'gun time' start. Clay and I were so far back in the crowd, we took 15 additional minutes to cross the start line after the gun went off. And, it was raining...which actually was a good thing. 
It keep the race cool until around 8am when the clouds started to part....
As we were schlepping up Diamond Head around Mile 8, Patrick Ivuti, the first place finisher was blowing down the hill at 2:06:15 minutes on his Mile 24+.
All along the race course, supporters with bullhorns, signs, whistles and clackers spurred on the runners. Even when the rain pelted down they did so from under slickers and umbrellas. As the sun came out, their numbers grew.
Along the way, scores of characters could be seen traversing the course.
Couple other personal favorites that I couldn't get captured on camera were: 1) the guy doing the marathon in wooden japanese clogs or 'getta', 2) a guy doing the marathon barefoot, 3) a full guy in full leopard bodysuit including a lucha libra style full head mask and a j-pop blaring backpack, and 4) a guy in a full body chicken suit with not 1, but 2 heads.
At Mile 15, Clay's long time friend Joe Monoco, met up with us and ran the Hawai'i Kai loop. Words of encouragement can be a powerful thing. And, Joe pumped us up with the right dose of kudos to keep us going.
At the finish line at Kapi'olani Park, runners raised their arms over their heads as they crossed the finish line. Some had smiles. Some grimaces. And some even cried. Hideki Okajima of Boston Red Sox fame, pumps a peace sign upon his finish of 6:08 (gun time).
Clay and I proudly finished together. Yes, hands raised to celebrate a triumphant moment.
Clayton Katsuyoshi
Gun time: 6:12:09
Pace time (start to finish): 5:56:54
Category: Men's 30-34
Category Place: 791/1197 (66%)
Gender Place: 6742/10624 (63%)
Split 10k: 1:13:26
Split 21.1K: 2:59:10
Split 30K: 4:06:35
Split 40K: 5:34:48
Kimiko Nishikawa
Gun time: 6:12:09
Pace time (start to finish): 5:56:54
Category: Women's 30-34
Category Place: 820/1719 (47%)
Gender Place: 4285/9665 (44%)
Split 10k: 1:13:26
Split 21.1K: 2:59:10
Split 30K: 4:06:35
Split 40K: 5:34:48
Friday, December 12, 2008
Pre-Race Days
Friday, Dec 12
6:30am Wake up
7:30am Arrive @ SFO
9:05am Fly from SFO to HNL
1:10pm Land and take plush shuttle coach to Hilton Hawaiian Village
3:00pm Get settled in our 28th floor Tapa Tower hotel room
3:30pm Go for a short, 30-minute run to loosen the legs and test feel of the humidity
5:00pm After showering, walk to Hawaii Convention Center to check out the expo and get our race bibs
6:00pm Walk to Ala Moana Shopping center and have dinner
7:00pm Back in the hotel room for a movie and bed!
Saturday, Dec 13
9:00am Meet the team for a group pep talk
11:00am Meet the Youngs and Clay's parents for dim sum at Legends...yum!
1:00pm Run errands...drop off post-race clothes at Kapiolani Park, drop off extra gel packets and gatorade with the Kamu for him to meet us along the race route with goods in hand
3:30pm Back in hotel to rest (literally the view from the window that afternoon)
5:00pm Meet entire LLS TNT runners, staff and honoree for Pasta Party
7:00pm Done...and back to room for clothes layout, a movie and rest
Hydrate, hydrate, hydrate................
Sunday, Dec 14
3:30a Wake up and eat Oatmeal for breakfast
4:15am Meet team downstairs and walk to race start
5:00am Fireworks and race start!!!
7:30am Arrive @ SFO
9:05am Fly from SFO to HNL
1:10pm Land and take plush shuttle coach to Hilton Hawaiian Village
3:00pm Get settled in our 28th floor Tapa Tower hotel room
3:30pm Go for a short, 30-minute run to loosen the legs and test feel of the humidity5:00pm After showering, walk to Hawaii Convention Center to check out the expo and get our race bibs
6:00pm Walk to Ala Moana Shopping center and have dinner7:00pm Back in the hotel room for a movie and bed!
Saturday, Dec 13
9:00am Meet the team for a group pep talk
11:00am Meet the Youngs and Clay's parents for dim sum at Legends...yum!
1:00pm Run errands...drop off post-race clothes at Kapiolani Park, drop off extra gel packets and gatorade with the Kamu for him to meet us along the race route with goods in hand
3:30pm Back in hotel to rest (literally the view from the window that afternoon)
5:00pm Meet entire LLS TNT runners, staff and honoree for Pasta Party
7:00pm Done...and back to room for clothes layout, a movie and rest
Hydrate, hydrate, hydrate................Sunday, Dec 14
3:30a Wake up and eat Oatmeal for breakfast
4:15am Meet team downstairs and walk to race start5:00am Fireworks and race start!!!
Monday, December 01, 2008
13 days to go: Taper and Detox
To all those who have listened to me blab, donated to the cause or just read my updates from afar, the time in near. Honolulu Marathon is in just 13 days away, on Sunday, December 14th.
At the last water stop of my 17-mile long run, we were struggling. Mentally we had miscalculated and thought we were closer to the finish than we were. All we wanted to hear was that the finish was just around the corner and close by. When we asked the volunteers how much further we had to go, they replied "TNT never tells you how far you have to go, but will always tell you how far you've come." It's a simple thought, but really meaningful, especially if put into the perspective of someone fighting a disease (or in my case, training for a marathon).
How far I've come:
It is my sincere hope that if any of us or our loved ones must step up and fight the fight against cancer, we too will be armed with all the medicine, treatment and services to help us WIN that fight.
Together, WE have made a difference. YOU have listened, read, donated and/or encouraged me in my training. Thank you.
Aloha,
Kimi
At the last water stop of my 17-mile long run, we were struggling. Mentally we had miscalculated and thought we were closer to the finish than we were. All we wanted to hear was that the finish was just around the corner and close by. When we asked the volunteers how much further we had to go, they replied "TNT never tells you how far you have to go, but will always tell you how far you've come." It's a simple thought, but really meaningful, especially if put into the perspective of someone fighting a disease (or in my case, training for a marathon).
How far I've come:
- 4 months of build-up towards this event
- successful completion of Nike Women's Half Marathon (13.1 miles in 2:37:35)
- 200+ miles of training (buddy runs, track runs, mentor runs and group long runs)
- $5500 RAISED FOR PATIENT SERVICES AND CANCER RESEARCH!
It is my sincere hope that if any of us or our loved ones must step up and fight the fight against cancer, we too will be armed with all the medicine, treatment and services to help us WIN that fight.
Together, WE have made a difference. YOU have listened, read, donated and/or encouraged me in my training. Thank you.
Aloha,
Kimi
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Donate a Box of Produce to Families in Need for Thanksgiving
If you're reading this on the day before Thanksgiving, it means you're probably one of the last people still in the office. Far be it for me to discourage you from playing hooky on the most hooky-friendly day of the year, but before you do, I'd like to invite you to do something quick and easy that will be very impactful.
For the last five years, Goldstar's members have generously supported an organization in their city that helps bring Thanksgiving to people who might not otherwise have it, and together, we've fed tens of thousands. We've made it easy for you to help by spending just a few bucks right from your computers, so give $10 (or more) to make Thanksgiving special for someone else.
Thanks again for your support of our Thanksgiving appeal.
Jim McCarthy
CEO, Goldstar
Goldstar and Delancey Street Foundation's Life Learning Academy invite you to donate a box of produce and a specialty gift basket to families in need for the Thanksgiving holiday. Each monetary donation you make provides a box of food items, such as fresh apples, persimmons, lettuce, carrots, collard greens, spices and more, packed and delivered by Life Learning Academy students directly to needy families. Learn More
"There is no better gift than to teach a young person about helping someone else. The generous support of Goldstar members truly helps make a new life possible for our students." --Mimi Silbert, President, Delancey Street Foundation; Headmaster Life Learning Academy
To donate, click here.
Happy Thanksgiving.
For the last five years, Goldstar's members have generously supported an organization in their city that helps bring Thanksgiving to people who might not otherwise have it, and together, we've fed tens of thousands. We've made it easy for you to help by spending just a few bucks right from your computers, so give $10 (or more) to make Thanksgiving special for someone else.
Thanks again for your support of our Thanksgiving appeal.
Jim McCarthy
CEO, Goldstar
Goldstar and Delancey Street Foundation's Life Learning Academy invite you to donate a box of produce and a specialty gift basket to families in need for the Thanksgiving holiday. Each monetary donation you make provides a box of food items, such as fresh apples, persimmons, lettuce, carrots, collard greens, spices and more, packed and delivered by Life Learning Academy students directly to needy families. Learn More
"There is no better gift than to teach a young person about helping someone else. The generous support of Goldstar members truly helps make a new life possible for our students." --Mimi Silbert, President, Delancey Street Foundation; Headmaster Life Learning Academy
To donate, click here.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Monday, November 24, 2008
i ran 20 miles
so it took me 4 hours but i did it....
more later. too tired. still.
*UPDATE*
To date, this is my proudest running achievement. I'm not sure if it's really because of the distance or because my competitive spirit is coming out and this run is longer than Clayton has ever run himself.
It was a perfect day for a run: sunny and cool. We were on the water's edge and enjoyed a slight breeze, too. We started at the Berkeley Marina, just past the Doubletree hotel along side the Cesar Chavez Park, headed out to the biking path along the Highway 80 frontage heading north east. We past University Avenue, then into Golden Gate Fields at Gilman, up and over the parking lot, down past the stored hay, then back out towards the freeway, to Central Avenue, around Costco and to the Eastshore State Park, down the Point Isabel Regional Shoreline Trail until the end of the Richmond Marina Bay Trail and ALL THE WAY BACK.
The hardest part for me was mile 1-3, mile 8-9, and mile 16-18. It takes the first couple miles just to get warmed up and into a rhythm. By mile 8 I'm wondering where the heck the mid-point turnaround is, and mile 16 I'm wondering if I'm close to done yet! I love mile 10 because I know I've finished half and I cruise the last couple of miles knowing I'm almost done.
Nutrients wise I heavily hydrated the night before (imaging having to go to the bathroom at least 5 times in 2 hours). The morning of I had oatmeal, half a gatorage and 2 Ibuprofen BEFORE the run. There were 7 waterstops along the way where I drank gatorade/water and had a few pretzels. I also brought along 1 packet of shot blocks (2 servings) which had 6 chewy blocks. I ate these over miles 8-16 or thereabouts. And I had one Gel around mile 17 for my last push to the end. I'm not sure what mix or intervals are best, but something seemed to work as I had energy throughout and didn't cramp up. Afterwards, I had half a bagel and cream cheese, half a banana, more gatorage and another Ibuprofen for kicks. As soon as I got home, I treated myself to an oh-so-lovely ice bath, followed by ice packs on each knee. My afternoon snack was spam musubi and hot tea lol.
I even managed to celebrate my birthday that evening as well :D
more later. too tired. still.
*UPDATE*
To date, this is my proudest running achievement. I'm not sure if it's really because of the distance or because my competitive spirit is coming out and this run is longer than Clayton has ever run himself.
It was a perfect day for a run: sunny and cool. We were on the water's edge and enjoyed a slight breeze, too. We started at the Berkeley Marina, just past the Doubletree hotel along side the Cesar Chavez Park, headed out to the biking path along the Highway 80 frontage heading north east. We past University Avenue, then into Golden Gate Fields at Gilman, up and over the parking lot, down past the stored hay, then back out towards the freeway, to Central Avenue, around Costco and to the Eastshore State Park, down the Point Isabel Regional Shoreline Trail until the end of the Richmond Marina Bay Trail and ALL THE WAY BACK.
The hardest part for me was mile 1-3, mile 8-9, and mile 16-18. It takes the first couple miles just to get warmed up and into a rhythm. By mile 8 I'm wondering where the heck the mid-point turnaround is, and mile 16 I'm wondering if I'm close to done yet! I love mile 10 because I know I've finished half and I cruise the last couple of miles knowing I'm almost done.
Nutrients wise I heavily hydrated the night before (imaging having to go to the bathroom at least 5 times in 2 hours). The morning of I had oatmeal, half a gatorage and 2 Ibuprofen BEFORE the run. There were 7 waterstops along the way where I drank gatorade/water and had a few pretzels. I also brought along 1 packet of shot blocks (2 servings) which had 6 chewy blocks. I ate these over miles 8-16 or thereabouts. And I had one Gel around mile 17 for my last push to the end. I'm not sure what mix or intervals are best, but something seemed to work as I had energy throughout and didn't cramp up. Afterwards, I had half a bagel and cream cheese, half a banana, more gatorage and another Ibuprofen for kicks. As soon as I got home, I treated myself to an oh-so-lovely ice bath, followed by ice packs on each knee. My afternoon snack was spam musubi and hot tea lol.
I even managed to celebrate my birthday that evening as well :D
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Help raise money for the month of "Mo-vember" for prostate cancer!
During Movember (the month formerly known as November) I'm supporting guys (Brian included! and boy is his moustache/beard scratchy!) who are bringing the moustache back to help the fight against prostate cancer. As a "Mo Sista" I'm helping raise funds and awareness because I'm passionate about getting guys to tackle their own health issues by being proactive in the fight against prostate cancer.
To donate you can either:
Click this link https://www.movember.com/us/donate/donate-details.php?action=sponsorlink®o=2022676&country=us and donate online using your credit card or PayPal account, orWrite a check payable to the ‘Prostate Cancer Foundation', referencing my Registration Number 2022676 and mailing it to:
Prostate Cancer Foundation
Attn: Movember
1250 Fourth St
Santa Monica, CA, 90401
All donations are tax-deductible, so please help us raise money for a great cause!
The money raised by Movember is donated directly to the Prostate Cancer Foundation which will use the funds for high-impact research to find better treatments and a cure for prostate cancer. For those that have supported Movember in previous years you can be very proud of the impact it has had and can check out the details at: [ Fundraising Outcomes ]. Movember culminates at the end of month Gala Partés that will be held in San Francisco, New York, Chicago, San Diego, and other fun cities. If you would like to be part of this great night you'll need to purchase a [ Gala Parté Ticket ]. I'll be at the San Francisco one, so come out and join me! Thanks for your support, and go Mo Sista's!
--Aileen.
More information is available at http://www.movember.com/.
Movember is proudly grown by Canadian Club and Philips Norelco.
Movember is proud to support the Prostate Cancer Foundation.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
(Pardon me, but) I Think Running Makes Me Poop
After I ran last Saturday I failed to mentioned that I had a 'record-breaking movement' that evening. I was a little shy mentioning it to the girls, with the topic and all, but it was mighty impressive.
I think I'm like most girls (or at least some) that are NOT 'regular'. So movements like these are memorable lol. Then again tonight, Clay and I ran on the Embarcadero and I had to visit the Ladies' Room at the Ferry building, twice.
There has to be some empiracal data that supports this. It can't just be me, that thinks...running makes you poop.
I think I'm like most girls (or at least some) that are NOT 'regular'. So movements like these are memorable lol. Then again tonight, Clay and I ran on the Embarcadero and I had to visit the Ladies' Room at the Ferry building, twice.
There has to be some empiracal data that supports this. It can't just be me, that thinks...running makes you poop.
Saturday, November 08, 2008
36 days until race day...and up to 17 miles
After manning the door of Gravity last night, trying my best to hydrate between bottles of water and so-called 'carbo-loading' on champagne and pizza at midnight, I ran the longest run of my life to date...17 miles.
We started at the parking lot of Lake Merced, did one 4.5 mile loop, we down Sunset, turned right down MLK into the Park, right on JFK past the De Young and Conservatory of Flowers, turned around and headed back towards the water, left on Great Highway, and a final left onto Sloat before returning to the Lake.
TNT had 7 water stops along the way -- with gummy bears, water, Gatorade, pretzels and Gels to help keep you hydrated and nourished. Thank goodness for them because the support is soooo helpful. They are endlessly encouraging and cheerful. Before the second to last waterstop I thought I might have to run the rest of the distance with my arms raised -- the shirt I was wearing had seams around the arm holes that were starting to chafe the inner under arm -- each swing of the arm causing pain. Thankfully, someone had Body Glide to relieve the rubbing and pain. From here we knew we were in the home stretch. We felt powerful and strong all along the great highway until...we saw another water stop. We thought the 2nd to last one was THE last one and seeing this one, meant the end was further than anticipated. The difference between 1 mile left and 2.2 miles left seemed almost insurmountable. This last leg was by far the biggest mental challenge of the training season...to keep going until the finish.
We did finish. And it was a great feeling of accomplishment. Even better was knowing I had a massage scheduled the following afternoon! Immediately following this run, I headed down to Carmel with Julia and Jamie for a 'girls weekend.'
We hit up the Monterey Sunset Idea House,
stayed at the Butterfly Grove Inn 
and went to the Monterey Plaza Hotel and Spa the following day for a relaxing treatment and day on the outdoor lounge,
complete with 2 Jacuzzis, a steam room and outdoor fireplace atop view of the beautiful Pacific Ocean. If you ever had the opportunity, Lisha, my masseuse was wonderful and the experience awesome enough to go back.
We did finish. And it was a great feeling of accomplishment. Even better was knowing I had a massage scheduled the following afternoon! Immediately following this run, I headed down to Carmel with Julia and Jamie for a 'girls weekend.'
We hit up the Monterey Sunset Idea House,
stayed at the Butterfly Grove Inn 
and went to the Monterey Plaza Hotel and Spa the following day for a relaxing treatment and day on the outdoor lounge,
complete with 2 Jacuzzis, a steam room and outdoor fireplace atop view of the beautiful Pacific Ocean. If you ever had the opportunity, Lisha, my masseuse was wonderful and the experience awesome enough to go back.Thursday, November 06, 2008
38: back on the running wagon
So after a week-long hiatus playing bridesmaid and sister to the groom, I did my first run on the Embarcadero. Clay and I only intended to run for about an hour or 5 miles or so. Thought I had packed gym clothes and was 'prepared' mentally, I physically hadn't drank any water the entire day and didn't eat well. When it came time to pound the pavement I was in hell. What should have been a breeze, felt like a sucker punch to the gut and we ended up walking the last mile since I was cramping from dehydration. Really I think I was just not being mentally tough but still I hated every minute of it. Clay was trying to encourage me saying at least after every bad run you have a good one...knowing that our long run was just 2 days away. I really hadn't had a 'bad run' before and was shocked into reality that without proper preparation -- mental and physical -- your runs can be down right bad.
I was SORE the next day...from my short run. It made me a little scared about the 2-week taper we do prior to race day. If I could go 2 weeks without running and be this sore after 5 miles, HOW IN THE HELL was I going to taper down (run only a little) the last two weeks before running 26.2 miles on race day?! S-u-p-p-o-s-e-d-l-y you have built enough of a running base in your training period that you are just properly resting and will be able to run just fine come race day.
We.
Shall.
See.
I was SORE the next day...from my short run. It made me a little scared about the 2-week taper we do prior to race day. If I could go 2 weeks without running and be this sore after 5 miles, HOW IN THE HELL was I going to taper down (run only a little) the last two weeks before running 26.2 miles on race day?! S-u-p-p-o-s-e-d-l-y you have built enough of a running base in your training period that you are just properly resting and will be able to run just fine come race day.
We.
Shall.
See.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Remarks of President-Elect Barack Obama
(as prepared for delivery)
Election Night
Tuesday, November 4th, 2008
Chicago, Illinois
If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.
It’s the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen; by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the very first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different; that their voice could be that difference.
It’s the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Latino, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled – Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America.
It’s the answer that led those who have been told for so long by so many to be cynical, and fearful, and doubtful of what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.
It’s been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this day, in this election, at this defining moment, change has come to America.
I just received a very gracious call from Senator McCain. He fought long and hard in this campaign, and he’s fought even longer and harder for the country he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine, and we are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader. I congratulate him and Governor Palin for all they have achieved, and I look forward to working with them to renew this nation’s promise in the months ahead.
I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on that train home to Delaware, the Vice President-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.
I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last sixteen years, the rock of our family and the love of my life, our nation’s next First Lady, Michelle Obama. Sasha and Malia, I love you both so much, and you have earned the new puppy that’s coming with us to the White House. And while she’s no longer with us, I know my grandmother is watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure.
To my campaign manager David Plouffe, my chief strategist David Axelrod, and the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics – you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you’ve sacrificed to get it done.
But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to – it belongs to you.
I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn’t start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington – it began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston.
It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give five dollars and ten dollars and twenty dollars to this cause. It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation’s apathy; who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep; from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on the doors of perfect strangers; from the millions of Americans who volunteered, and organized, and proved that more than two centuries later, a government of the people, by the people and for the people has not perished from this Earth. This is your victory.
I know you didn’t do this just to win an election and I know you didn’t do it for me. You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime – two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century. Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us. There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after their children fall asleep and wonder how they’ll make the mortgage, or pay their doctor’s bills, or save enough for college. There is new energy to harness and new jobs to be created; new schools to build and threats to meet and alliances to repair.
The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even one term, but America – I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you – we as a people will get there.
There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won’t agree with every decision or policy I make as President, and we know that government can’t solve every problem. But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And above all, I will ask you join in the work of remaking this nation the only way it’s been done in America for two-hundred and twenty-one years – block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.
What began twenty-one months ago in the depths of winter must not end on this autumn night. This victory alone is not the change we seek – it is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were. It cannot happen without you.
So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism; of service and responsibility where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves, but each other. Let us remember that if this financial crisis taught us anything, it’s that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers – in this country, we rise or fall as one nation; as one people.
Let us resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long. Let us remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House – a party founded on the values of self-reliance, individual liberty, and national unity. Those are values we all share, and while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress. As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, “We are not enemies, but friends…though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection.” And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn – I may not have won your vote, but I hear your voices, I need your help, and I will be your President too.
And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of our world – our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand. To those who would tear this world down – we will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security – we support you. And to all those who have wondered if America’s beacon still burns as bright – tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from our the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity, and unyielding hope.
For that is the true genius of America – that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.
This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that’s on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She’s a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing – Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.
She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn’t vote for two reasons – because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.
And tonight, I think about all that she’s seen throughout her century in America – the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can’t, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.
At a time when women’s voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.
When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs and a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.
When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.
She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that “We Shall Overcome.” Yes we can.
A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes we can.
America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves – if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?
This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time – to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American Dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth – that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism, and doubt, and those who tell us that we can’t, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people:
Yes We Can. Thank you, God bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America.
Election Night
Tuesday, November 4th, 2008
Chicago, Illinois
If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.
It’s the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen; by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the very first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different; that their voice could be that difference.
It’s the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Latino, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled – Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America.
It’s the answer that led those who have been told for so long by so many to be cynical, and fearful, and doubtful of what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.
It’s been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this day, in this election, at this defining moment, change has come to America.
I just received a very gracious call from Senator McCain. He fought long and hard in this campaign, and he’s fought even longer and harder for the country he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine, and we are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader. I congratulate him and Governor Palin for all they have achieved, and I look forward to working with them to renew this nation’s promise in the months ahead.
I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on that train home to Delaware, the Vice President-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.
I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last sixteen years, the rock of our family and the love of my life, our nation’s next First Lady, Michelle Obama. Sasha and Malia, I love you both so much, and you have earned the new puppy that’s coming with us to the White House. And while she’s no longer with us, I know my grandmother is watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure.
To my campaign manager David Plouffe, my chief strategist David Axelrod, and the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics – you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you’ve sacrificed to get it done.
But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to – it belongs to you.
I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn’t start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington – it began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston.
It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give five dollars and ten dollars and twenty dollars to this cause. It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation’s apathy; who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep; from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on the doors of perfect strangers; from the millions of Americans who volunteered, and organized, and proved that more than two centuries later, a government of the people, by the people and for the people has not perished from this Earth. This is your victory.
I know you didn’t do this just to win an election and I know you didn’t do it for me. You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime – two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century. Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us. There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after their children fall asleep and wonder how they’ll make the mortgage, or pay their doctor’s bills, or save enough for college. There is new energy to harness and new jobs to be created; new schools to build and threats to meet and alliances to repair.
The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even one term, but America – I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you – we as a people will get there.
There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won’t agree with every decision or policy I make as President, and we know that government can’t solve every problem. But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And above all, I will ask you join in the work of remaking this nation the only way it’s been done in America for two-hundred and twenty-one years – block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.
What began twenty-one months ago in the depths of winter must not end on this autumn night. This victory alone is not the change we seek – it is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were. It cannot happen without you.
So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism; of service and responsibility where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves, but each other. Let us remember that if this financial crisis taught us anything, it’s that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers – in this country, we rise or fall as one nation; as one people.
Let us resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long. Let us remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House – a party founded on the values of self-reliance, individual liberty, and national unity. Those are values we all share, and while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress. As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, “We are not enemies, but friends…though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection.” And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn – I may not have won your vote, but I hear your voices, I need your help, and I will be your President too.
And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of our world – our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand. To those who would tear this world down – we will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security – we support you. And to all those who have wondered if America’s beacon still burns as bright – tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from our the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity, and unyielding hope.
For that is the true genius of America – that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.
This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that’s on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She’s a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing – Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.
She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn’t vote for two reasons – because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.
And tonight, I think about all that she’s seen throughout her century in America – the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can’t, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.
At a time when women’s voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.
When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs and a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.
When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.
She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that “We Shall Overcome.” Yes we can.
A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes we can.
America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves – if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?
This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time – to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American Dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth – that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism, and doubt, and those who tell us that we can’t, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people:
Yes We Can. Thank you, God bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
OPEN BAR @ Gravity on Nov 7th!
UPDATE: We raised over $2000 that will go DIRECTLY to patients and the LLS. THANK YOU.
Click here for the evite...you're invited!
It's a Friday night and you're going to party, so why not drink for an awesome cause at Gravity? Cover will be $10, and all proceeds until 11pm will go to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society via Team in Training.
In exchange for your $10 donation, we'll be having an OPEN BAR until 11pm, so arrive early! The bartenders will be serving all you can drink 42 Below Vodka, Dos Equis and delicious bubbly.
Please include first and last names in your response so you can chill in the private VIP area upstairs and avoid the crowds.
See you at Gravity!
Click here for the evite...you're invited!
It's a Friday night and you're going to party, so why not drink for an awesome cause at Gravity? Cover will be $10, and all proceeds until 11pm will go to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society via Team in Training.
In exchange for your $10 donation, we'll be having an OPEN BAR until 11pm, so arrive early! The bartenders will be serving all you can drink 42 Below Vodka, Dos Equis and delicious bubbly.
Please include first and last names in your response so you can chill in the private VIP area upstairs and avoid the crowds.
See you at Gravity!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Up'ing the pace
57 minutes
5.6 miles
10:10 min/mile
Washington and Embarcadero to Singles Safeway and back, past the Ferry building to the spider. Typically I run a 12 min/mile so this is lighting fast for me!
5.6 miles
10:10 min/mile
Washington and Embarcadero to Singles Safeway and back, past the Ferry building to the spider. Typically I run a 12 min/mile so this is lighting fast for me!
Monday, October 27, 2008
Now it's icing on the fundraising cake!
Because of my supporters, I have reached my fundraising minimum for the Honolulu Marathon that I plan on running in just 49 more days!!! On behalf of The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society (LLS), THANK YOU AGAIN. I have raised $3,960.00 with more on it's way. 75 cents of each of those dollars goes directly towards patient services and cancer research.
Since its founding in 1949, LLS has invested more than $600 million in blood cancer research. We fund more blood cancer research than all other voluntary agencies combined.
An LLS-funded researcher developed Gleevec, a pill for Chronic Myelogenous Leukemia (CML). Now, more than 95 percent of newly diagnosed CML patients survive more than five years with a good quality of life. LLS was also instrumental in the development of Velcade, the first new treatment in more than a decade to be approved for patients with multiple myeloma and mantle cell lymphoma.
While much has been achieved, there is so much more that can and needs to be done.
I continue to fundraise and to training. Two weekends ago, I finished my first ever Half Marathon and loved every minute of it. The Nike Women's Marathon that I participated in is the single biggest fundraising event for LLS, raising $18 million for cancer research and patient services. This past weekend, I up'd the ante and ran my first ever 15 mile training run on Saturday then had a Pearls for Girls jewelry trunk show fundraising sale at my home yesterday.
Mark your calendar for November 7th, when I will be helping host a night at Gravity in SF where all door proceeds with go to the LLS. For just $20, you get FREE DRINKS from 9-11pm so get there early.
And, I'm thinking of celebrating with a post-race party @ Hukilau, date TBD. Even though my training season officially ends with the race, they will continue to collect donations a month after my event...so beer proceeds will again go towards the cause!
More to come as the weeks countdown towards December 13th!!!
Since its founding in 1949, LLS has invested more than $600 million in blood cancer research. We fund more blood cancer research than all other voluntary agencies combined.
An LLS-funded researcher developed Gleevec, a pill for Chronic Myelogenous Leukemia (CML). Now, more than 95 percent of newly diagnosed CML patients survive more than five years with a good quality of life. LLS was also instrumental in the development of Velcade, the first new treatment in more than a decade to be approved for patients with multiple myeloma and mantle cell lymphoma.
While much has been achieved, there is so much more that can and needs to be done.
I continue to fundraise and to training. Two weekends ago, I finished my first ever Half Marathon and loved every minute of it. The Nike Women's Marathon that I participated in is the single biggest fundraising event for LLS, raising $18 million for cancer research and patient services. This past weekend, I up'd the ante and ran my first ever 15 mile training run on Saturday then had a Pearls for Girls jewelry trunk show fundraising sale at my home yesterday.
Mark your calendar for November 7th, when I will be helping host a night at Gravity in SF where all door proceeds with go to the LLS. For just $20, you get FREE DRINKS from 9-11pm so get there early.
And, I'm thinking of celebrating with a post-race party @ Hukilau, date TBD. Even though my training season officially ends with the race, they will continue to collect donations a month after my event...so beer proceeds will again go towards the cause!
More to come as the weeks countdown towards December 13th!!!
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Light Ladies Bruncheon and Pearl for Girls Party
Thanks to all who came on Sunday! I hope everyone enjoyed themselves and being bathed in freshwater pearls, even if only for a couple of hours :)
Couple random notes...Wonder Bread is not panini friendly, Bacon (and pearls) go with EVERYTHING, croutons fried in bacon grease are better than sliced (wonder) bread, Trader Joe's Dark Chocolate covered Pretzel Bites are like crack, Guava and bubbly is the popular choice over OJ and cheers to Johanna for bringing a bottle of Veuve!
Sunday, October 26, 2008
10:30am-1:30pm
Couple random notes...Wonder Bread is not panini friendly, Bacon (and pearls) go with EVERYTHING, croutons fried in bacon grease are better than sliced (wonder) bread, Trader Joe's Dark Chocolate covered Pretzel Bites are like crack, Guava and bubbly is the popular choice over OJ and cheers to Johanna for bringing a bottle of Veuve!
You are cordially invited to a Ladies Light Bruncheon
(Yes, I just made up that word)
(Yes, I just made up that word)
Sunday, October 26, 2008
10:30am-1:30pm
140 S. Van Ness #621, SF, CA 94103
(dial #248 at entrance key pad)
(dial #248 at entrance key pad)
In honor of the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society,
Pearls for Girls will hosting a special Jewelry Trunk Show
25% of the proceeds will be donated to the LLS
toward their mission to curing blood cancer
and providing patient services
and much needed research.
Pearls for Girls will hosting a special Jewelry Trunk Show
25% of the proceeds will be donated to the LLS
toward their mission to curing blood cancer
and providing patient services
and much needed research.
Pearls for Girls offers quality freshwater
cultured pearl jewelry designs
from $14 to $200 and as we like to say,
"from Classy to Sassy."
cultured pearl jewelry designs
from $14 to $200 and as we like to say,
"from Classy to Sassy."
We hope you can join us for this FUNdraising event.
Your company is all that is required.
If you buy something, that's just a bonus.
Look forward to see you Sunday.
Your company is all that is required.
If you buy something, that's just a bonus.
Look forward to see you Sunday.
(Just for fun...) Luncheon attire welcome!
Saturday, October 25, 2008
15 miles down, 51 days and 11.2 more miles to go....
Middle School was an awkward time for me. I think I still had reminants of a perm my mother made me get from the 4th grade, I wore my my auntie's hand-me-down clothes and I lived across the street from school which justified staying in bed until 5 minutes before class started to get as much sleep as is possible before facing the world.
The above stream-of-conciousness thought above has little to do with today aside from the fact that we did our long run at Mill Valley Middle School today. My fingers just started typing the thoughts that poured out from the memories of middle school lol. Anyways, awkward though the times were I was a happy kid and turned out alright (I think). And now, I'm happy to report that I have successfully run for 3-HOURS-STRAIGHT or 15 miles.
Not knowing the north bay well at all, here's my attempt at describing the route. We started at Mill Valley Middle School, crossed the water bridge to a neighborhood bike path that ended up crossing the 101 to the McDonalds. Then you followed the bike bath behind McD through more residential and eventually we ended up on Strawberry Lane where we passed the Richardson Bay Autoban Society, soccor fields, Blackie's Pasture in Tiburon, a great bike/running path, down around some cove and back.
The above stream-of-conciousness thought above has little to do with today aside from the fact that we did our long run at Mill Valley Middle School today. My fingers just started typing the thoughts that poured out from the memories of middle school lol. Anyways, awkward though the times were I was a happy kid and turned out alright (I think). And now, I'm happy to report that I have successfully run for 3-HOURS-STRAIGHT or 15 miles.
Not knowing the north bay well at all, here's my attempt at describing the route. We started at Mill Valley Middle School, crossed the water bridge to a neighborhood bike path that ended up crossing the 101 to the McDonalds. Then you followed the bike bath behind McD through more residential and eventually we ended up on Strawberry Lane where we passed the Richardson Bay Autoban Society, soccor fields, Blackie's Pasture in Tiburon, a great bike/running path, down around some cove and back.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Turket Trot anyone? Deadline Nov 12th
Everyone overeats on Thanksgiving day. It's almost a given. Why not make a pre-emptive strike against the gorge and run on Turkey Day? I've been daydreaming about actually waking up early on Thanksgiving morning to do this damn Turkey Trot for years, literally. Well since this seems to be my year of running, what better time than NOW?!
So I'm inviting any and all to join me. This event SELLS OUT every year. So if you want to join me, please SIGN UP NOW. The only way to register is online BEFORE the event. Cost is $27.
When you sign up, email me so we can meet up, maybe even run together!
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Milestone Run: My 1st Half Marathon
In spite of their evils, I gotta give it to the corporate (wo)man: Nike.
As we stood on Geary, the buildings were still shrouded in darkness except for the lights brought in just for this event. They illuminated a sea of runners in every direction.
Running beside the Transamerica building as the sun is rising is a tad surreal. Speaker blasted music as you ran through the financial district towards the Embarcadero. 
The course was awesome and challenging with two major inclines and a few other minor ups and downs.
- They may not have the best product, but they usually look good.
- Their marathon website sucked, but the race logistics were flawless (at least to a 1st time novice).
- Yes, they take advantage of global workers, but they also do some major philanthropy (I know, still in the name of marketing).
- And regrettably their hype was totally cheesy, but I ate...it...up. Dammit.
Sunday was supposedly just another training run. At least that is what I told myself. And for the most part it worked. I didn't really feel nervous or worry about my time. I was there to run and practice running in a race setting. What I didn't expect was to be...in awe.
20,000 runners is quite a spectacle, especially when the crowd envelopes all 4 sides of union square. Pre-race on Thursday and Friday, the square itself was transformed into an 'expotique' with mani/pedi station, sponsor booths, volunteers, and packet pickup stations for the runners. You were required to pick up your bib BEFORE race day.
As we stood on Geary, the buildings were still shrouded in darkness except for the lights brought in just for this event. They illuminated a sea of runners in every direction.This event drew runners from across the nation. People flew here. So what, right? Well for a novice runner, the concept of flying anywhere for a race, a race, is still crazy. Now, it seems a little less crazy but still.... Groups from NY, from Oregon, from Florida, Georgia, ...everywhere. To put it in monetary terms, this event helped raise over $18 million to benefit the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. E-i-g-h-t-e-e-n-M-I-L-L-I-O-N-$-$-$-$.
Mabel and I had parked at AT&T Park, Lot A and taken a very shmancy leather seat Bauer Limo bus to the square. Runners were lined up in sections by time. We anticipated running an 11-12:59/minute mile. 'Elite Runners' went first, followed by the Nike Run Club, followed by the 8+/min, 9+/min, etc. 
Each runner was given a timing chip to attach to their shoelaces. Your official time did not 'start' until you physically crossed the start line. For the half, there were timing check points at the 5K, 10K, half marathon (13.1 miles) finish.
Running beside the Transamerica building as the sun is rising is a tad surreal. Speaker blasted music as you ran through the financial district towards the Embarcadero. 
We passed water stations, coat checks, porto-potties, people passing out Luna Moons, sliced oranges, free socks, gatorade, bananas, water, water and more water.
The course was awesome and challenging with two major inclines and a few other minor ups and downs.Most memorable was the mom carrying her baby in a carrier on her back, RUNNING; the group of women who's shirts screamed 'Run Like a Girl' and 'I may be slow, but I beat Breast Cancer'; and the brave woman standing on the great highway holding a handmade sign like John Cusack in Say Anything that reads "Thank You From a Leukemia Survivor."
All things that make go, d-a-m-n.
All in all, I'm a proud finisher of my first half marathon and can say that is was quite an experience. I hear there are those that want to win the lottery to register for this race, just to win the goodies, namely the Tiffany necklace for the finishers. And sure, the necklace is great, but I could live with just the image alone -- handsome men, dressed in tuxedos holding silver platters of boxed jewelry. Even if that's not your fantasy, it sure is a sight to relish. So, amidst the cheers by spectators, giveaways by sponsor, honest-to-god Leukemia survivors beside you and thousands and thousands of other participants, I was the sucker and loved every minute of it.
Update: Race results: 2:37:35
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