My friend Holly (the only person I have ever run a race with…the Paris Half Marathon in 2011) emailed me several weeks ago. She chews up marathons and spits them out on a regular basis…she is always in marathon shape, has raised tons’o money for breast cancer, is a running fanatic and an inspiration to me.
She is running the NYC marathon this November, having a guaranteed spot since her application has been denied for three consecutive years.
Any interest in signing up for the lottery drawing and running with me, she asked?
No problem! I won’t get in, I thought. I’ve read the horror stories of how difficult it is to get a spot in that race. I paid my $11 nonrefundable fee and moved on.
You know where this is going.
Fing A, I’m in!
Out of 77,087 entries, I lucked out along with 9,169 other runners and nabbed a spot. That’s a selection rate of 11.9%, folks.
I made it.
Start spreading’ the news. I’m wiggin’ today.
I got the email around 5:00, just as I was heading out into a cold and windy late afternoon run. I think I had a delayed reaction to the email. When I hear bad news, I get the ramifications instantly, like somebody dumped a bucket of cold water right on my head. But good news? Freaky lucky surprising news like this? It slowly overtook me during that run like butter spreading on toast. I ran a few minutes just repeating it in my head (“I made it.”) Then I sped up as the excitement and adrenaline hit me and my imagination took hold of my heart. By the end of the run, I was grinning, practically dancing as I pushed through that wind and ignored that spitting rain.
I think HH was surprised by the news and my high-pitched squeals of excitement when he came in the door. I’ve never heard you mention this before, he pointed out. True. It was a lark. I’ve never had the NY marathon in my sights.
But I do now. I am thrilled and grateful.
I want to be a part of it.
I don’t have any reasons, I’ve left them all behind…
These streets will make you feel brand new, big lights will inspire you…
Hot damn, I’m in!
Now I just have to get through my three half marathons in five weeks and then start thinking about training…you know, the easy part (ha!) I won’t worry about that little tidbit right now.
Anyone else in for the dream? I would love to hear it if you are…and wish me luck, peeps!
What I’m running to: Well, now I will be adding anything to do with New York, of course, but this week I have been running to Burn by Ellie Goulding…
‘Cause we got the fire
And we’re burning one hell of a something!