Speed kills. Speed can cause things to go out of control. Speed can cause a crash. Speed — as counterintuitive as it may sound — can ruin a marathon. I paid the price Sunday for speeding.
Although I’m in a ton of pain after finishing my second full marathon — my muscles are screaming at me and my right foot is riddled with blisters — it pains me even more to have to write that I failed, again, to meet my goal of qualifying for the Boston Marathon.
The Two Cities Marathon began in Fresno’s Woodward Park and traveled out to Old Town Clovis and back, and then along Friant Road nearly to Willow and back. It’s a fast and flat course that makes it a prime Boston Qualifier.
I had potential of running a perfect race. I was healthy, well rested and on my home turf. I train on the trail, so I know it well. I had my race fuel down to a science; I knew at exactly which miles I should take my energy gels, and I had my energy gels packed into my race pouch based on the amount of caffeine they contained...