Williams Route 66 Half Marathon

For some, going on vacation means going some place warm and relaxing. For me, it meant visiting friends in Chicago followed by flying to Tulsa for the Route 66 Half marathon (state #18/50). I was expecting it to be warmer than Chicago or Cleveland, but oh how wrong I was. I flew in on Friday and I think most of my flight consisted of runners. There was a free shuttle to the hotel, where I checked in and then walked to the expo to pick up my packet. The perk of being a Half Fanatic member is I got a snazzy bib wand we had a maniacs corner for half fanatics, marathon maniacs and the 50 state marathon orgs.

Saturday, I was back at the expo as a volunteer. You know when the doors first open because of the rush of people that flood in. We had some first timers, people who I couldn’t understand their names and a whole lot of fun. Why fun? Because of this guy:

Let’s just say we knew when we had a marathon virgin and a marathon maniac signing in! Another perk? Free lunch. I headed back to the hotel to watch some football and to pray for a quick fix to my congestion and my headache that knocked me out for a few hours. After an OSU win, I headed out for a quick bite to eat.

Sunday AM, the race started bright and early at 8 AM and the start was a block from the hotel. The downside? The weather didn’t realize I wasn’t in Cleveland or Chicago and decided that 22* with wind would be awesome weather. After a group photo of Marathon maniacs and half Fanatics (and peer pressure to get Bart Yasso in our photo), we headed to the start in a miserable attempt to stay warm (3 long sleeved shirts and gloves). Off I went and it took a bit to get warm. I’m not sure when Tulsa grew some hills, but they were there. A good mile in and began having feeling in my hands and feet again. We took in some of the nice part of town and come mike 3, some orange cones diverting us around some ice. We ran by one of the private schools who had kids holding up signs at each of their 7 speed bumps to prevent us from landing flat on our faces. Come mile 5, we started a break from hills (yay us!!) and we hit the main strip of shopping (if only I was staying closer to that). My 10k time was else’s than stellar, that’s for sure. I kept on chugging and attempted to keep ahead of the 2:13 pace group. Somewhere around mile 11, we hit Route 66. All I could think about was 2 miles left and I’d be done. Some more hills were thrown in and shortly after mile 12, the half and full split off (yay me for being almost done!). We got a little bit of a downhill and then a turn before running into the finish. It was a warm, steamy 25* when I finished and I’m pretty sure wind burn was everywhere. It was so cold, I went through the post race chute pretty fast, got some water and my medal, switched my medal for the Half fanatic medal and trigger back to my hotel.

It took a good hour to de thaw myself (hot shower and covers) before heading out to the airport and back to Cleveland. It’s overall a good race, that I think had fluke weather this year. If it were normal OK weather, I think it would have been warmer. The race was well done, but the only issue I had (and that other Half Fanatics had) was our medal was engraved with the race being on 11/23/13 when the race was 11/24/13. Oh well I guess?

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