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Band on the Run: The Start Line

The Marine Corps Marathon organizers are taking votes to select the song that will kick-off the 2009 race:

Whether it provides inspiration, motivation or just makes you want to get moving, nominate your favorite running song and it could be chosen to start the 2009 MCM.   The top five most nominated songs will be compiled and you will be able to vote for your selection [at the] beginning of September.

 

My iPod is always on shuffle, so when the perfect start up song serendipitously plays as I ready-set-go I start with an extra spring in my step.  I’m not sure which song will win the MCM contest (my money is on Eye of the Tiger), but I present to you 10 deserving ditties to start your next run or race on the right foot. 

If you have any additional suggestions please post them below.  I’m always looking to jazz up my own list.

 

Here I Go Again On My Own – Whitesnake.  Although I train with two run clubs my weekly long runs are usually solo endeavours.  At least once a month this song is the first to play on my iPod.  It’s spooky ’cause it’s true.  Here I go again on my own, going down the only road I’ve ever known. 

Start Me Up – Rolling Stones.  If you start me up I’ll never stop, I’ve been running hot.  The Stones are 310 years old (combined) and cranking out tour after tour; they must be doing something right.  Start me up.

Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’ – Michael JacksonThis song is so good it has been featured in two of my playlists.  The King of Pop has a way with words.  Remember, the pain is thunder.

Get The Party Started – Pink.  I can go for miles if you know what I mean.  I really don’t know what she means, but I like the line anyway.  Given the surrounding lines I assume she means driving, but why would driving require a “know what I mean”?  To me the “know what I mean” implies she means something other than the obvious - a pop star double entendre - and I don’t know what she really really means.  Of course it was years before I knew what She Bop really meant, so I have a history of naïveté in these matters.

Here It Goes Again – Ok Go.  The treadmill song!  Best video of 2006!  Worthy of multiple exclamation marks!!  It starts out easy, something simple, something sleazy, something inching past the edge of the reserve.  Okay … go!

A Little Less Conversation – Elvis.  This song kicked off the Las Vegas Marathon in 2007 and immediately focused my brain on the task at hand.  A little less conversation a little more action baby.  And yes, I know what this one really means.

I Gotta Feeling – Black Eyed Peas.  Just substitute tonight for today and voila, today’s gonna by a good day.  Today’s gonna be a good good day.  Without substitution, this one works especially well for night races.  As I’m neither hip nor with it, I only recently added gem to my playlist.

Beautiful Day – U2.  Sometimes bad days are still beautiful days.  You’re on the road, but you’ve got no destination.  It’s a beautiful day.  Don’t let it get away.

You Ain’t Seen Nothin’ Yet – Bachman-Turner Overdrive.   She looked at me with big brown eyes and said … you ain’t seen nothin’ yet.  

Don’t Stop Believin’ – Journey.  For reasons I can’t explain, rock power ballads connect with my runner’s soul.  This one in particular sings to me.  Just a small town girl, livin’ in a lonely world.  My world isn’t lonely, but I am (or was) a small town girl taking the midnight train going anywhere.  Some will win, some will lose, some were born to sing the blues.  Oh the movie never ends, it goes on and on and on and on.  When my run goes on and on and on and on it really helps if I don’t stop believin’.  Yes, I hold on to the feelin’.  It works, I swear.

New York State of Mind

I finally made a decision.  Which, given my propensity toward procrastination, is an achievement worthy of celebration.  A week after running the Marine Corps Marathon, I’ve decided to run the New York City Marathon.  This means bidding a sad farewell to my Tiffany & Co. finisher’s necklace in San Fran.  I’ll be sure to wear some flowers in my hair, and jewelry around my neck, another time.  Despite the cardiac arrest when I saw the NYC race entry charge to my credit card ($275, gee whiz!  Self observation: when I’m in shock I speak like I’m a cast member of Leave it to Beaver) and the subsequent stroke when I checked out the hotel rates (even the so-called ”recession rates”), I’m looking forward to the challenge of running two marathons, nay running in two massive marathoning events, in eights days.  I’m looking forward to all the race weekend hoopla.  I love hoopla.

During Marine Corps I will race for a PB (weather permitting); New York will be a fun run with the very lofty goal of running a PW (Personal Worst).  If luck is with me I’ll achieve a marvellous PB-PW double whammy.  Now I don’t want to tempt the running fates, but I’m feeling particularly confident about the PW.  New York is the ideal course for a PW, what with the eons-long wait at the start, the mass of runners, the likelihod of getting peed on, the central park hills.  As John Bingham once said (I’ve paraphrased because I’m too lazy to look up the exact quote — laziness + procrastination: how is it I ever get to the starting line?), you pay for the race and if you really want to get your money’s worth you should stay on the course as long as possible.  With the high cost of this race I’m determined to squeeze out every last penny.  If ever there was a course to be savoured, New York sounds like the one.  I can dance to the beat of the many entertainers, high-five the throngs of spectators, practice my Jersey accent, and sight-see the famous landmarks.  I’m not going to rush through the Boroughs; from Brooklyn to the Bronx I’m going to take the time to appreciate every unique kilometre (or mile, in this case).  I may even, for the first time ever, carry a camera during the race.  I will, however, leave my brightly patterned tourist shirt and money belt at home. 

There is some relief in narrowing my marathons choices down to two, although the crazy in me still wonders about possibility of three in fifteen days.  Fortunately the sensible in me routinely wins the battle with crazy in me and rational thinking prevails: a double hitter is more than enough.   For now.

Title Reference:  Billy Joel – New York State of Mind.   From the album Turnstiles.  1976.

Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad

I need to make a decision.  Not one to rival Sophie’s choice, but a tough one nonetheless.  It all started when, to my utter shock and defying all odds, I won the lottery.  Not THAT lottery (why oh why didn’t I buy a ticket for THAT lottery?).  The New York City Marathon lottery for international runners.  The lottery no one ever seems to win, so that would-be runners are forced to pay a minimum of $2000 for three nights in half a room plus a coveted race entry (you read that right, half a room, so you need to find a roommate also willing spend $2000 – or $1200 without the race entry – to pay for the other half).  And yes, that is the cheapest package buy-in option.  How do you say scam?  Answer: NYCM international travel partner.  I attribute my win to recession economics – I suspect fewer people entered and my odds went up.  Although my inner conspiracy theoriest speculates that my public ranting about the NYCM lottery system somehow got me ‘randomly selected’ for the win; but given my semi-anonymity (my complete lack of influence aside, ha) that would take a devilish amount of work on the part of the NYC Road Runners.  Unless they happen to have a lot of time on their hands I suspect this notion is a bit (ok, a lot) far-fetched, although it does amuse me to imagine I wield such power in the international running community.   

Winning an entry to the New York City Marathon means I am now confirmed for THREE amazing races in a 15 day time period this autumn.  As one friend said, it is an embarrassment of riches.  Sadly, those riches aren’t monetary – if they were I may not have a dilemma at all.  But my pockets are shallow and my vacation days few, so I must decide which of my three marathons to bump to 2010.   I started creating pro/con lists in grade school as an easy (and entertaining) means of boyfriend selection and I continue that fine tradition now.

1.  The Nike Women’s Marathon in San Fransisco on October 18thPros:  Of the three fine cities on my list SF is the only one to which I’ve never travelled (my entire experience of California is based on a single trip to LA; The Terminator with his come to Cali commercials would be disappointed).  The route is scenic, albeit hilly, and the weather is reliably moderate.  The extra touches that celebrate “running like a girl” sound rather cool.  I would be remiss to leave out the Tiffany & Co. necklace finisher’s medal.  If I’m honest, the city and the necklace are the two big incentives.  Okay, if I’m shamefully honest, the finisher’s necklace is the really big draw.  I’m like a crow, lured in by shiny trinkets.   Cons:  SF is an expensive cross continent flight and the hotel deals are few and far between.  The hilly nature of the course makes it an unlikely candidate for a PB.  The website is pull-out-my-hair slow because of all the flashy add-ons — about 50% of my attempts result in the desired page actually loading properly.  As an impatient internet junky, this is a real problem.  NWM seems like the kind of race to run with girlfriends, not as a solo excursion.  Perhaps most importantly, I haven’t technically registered yet (not to worry, I have entry through a non-lottery process) - so in theory this is the easiest race to postpone.

2.  The Marine Corps Marathon in Washington DC on October 25thPros:  More than twenty of my friends and Husband are all running MCM, so it will be all kinds of fun.  I love the city and it is my kind of course.  Assuming the weather is dandy, MCM is my best shot at a PB this fall.  We’re driving to D.C. and we got a great hotel deal, which will save us buckets of cash – of the three options, this is by far the most cost-effective.  Oh, and given that Husband is running we’re going regardless of whether I run.  And if we’re going, I might as well run.  Cons:  This is the middle race date, so running MCM means back-to-back Sunday marathons – allowing me only 6 days of rest instead of 13.  That said, I’m kind of keen on the back-to-back challenge.  I’d qualify to be a Marathon Maniac.  Of the three cities the weather in DC is the most variable and race day could be an unseasonable scorcher.  I falter in the heat.  And by heat I mean anything over 5C.

3. The New York City Marathon on November 1stPros:  It’s the NYCM! The biggest marathon in the world AND the 40th running; a milestone year that might bring about something really special.  I don’t know what they might do for the ruby anniversary, but perhaps I should start lowering my high expectations now.  Crazy runners (namely, me)actually pay money just for the chance to run this famous race.  For once the streets are people-jammed, not traffic-jammed, with cheering fans and lined with entertainers – I loved that about Boston (well the fans, there wasn’t much in the way of entertainment) and it would be amazing to experience in another city.  I truly enjoy race expos and the NYCM expo is supposed to be one of the best.  I’ve only been to NYC once, actually just to Manhattan, and only for two days.  Four of the five boroughs are unknown to me, except for my Hollywood TV and films impressions.  I think NYC is a must-do marathon for the 42.2K tourist.   Cons:  The expense.  Given the proximity to my home turf, I should be able to find a reasonable flight; but the hotel bill may require a second job.  My overly anxious self is hesitant to run a race that involves spending hours on an island all alone in the midst of tens of thousands of runners waiting for the race to start.  I’m told people bring sleeping bags and tents to the waiting area.  A race that requires camping gear worries me.  Oh, and I’ve been told if I run on the lower bridge someone might pee on me.  That is definitely a con.

Left to my own devices I will flip-flop like a fish out of water until September.  If you had my running luck, which race would you defer to 2010?

 

Title Reference: Meatloaf – Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad.  From the album Bat Out of Hell.  1977.

I don’t know but I’ve been told

I am registered to run in one of the Top Ten Biggest Marathons in the World: the People’s Marathon, the Marine Corps Marathon.  Today I learned (thank you wikipedia) that it is called the people’s marathon because the race organizers offer no prize money or appearance fees to lure in elite runners.  I also learned that Colonel Jim Fowler organized the first Marine Corps Marathon in 1976 to bring some positive attention to the military after the Vietnam War.  At that time distance running was garnering more widespread interest and it seemed appropriate to link the military with an arduous physical challenge.  In 1976, 1175 participants ran the inaugural race and four of the original runners, called ”groundpounders”, have participated in all 32 marathons.  I love this quote from one of the groundpounders about his first race: “I got a side stitch after five miles and it stayed with me the rest of the race.  I was young and I had heard that marathons hurt so I just stuck with it and kept running.”  As true today.
 
The Marine Corps Marathon shut down their entire website today, except for the registration page, because of the high volume of traffic.  They expect to sell out quickly.  This race is still 200 days away.  People ran races before this race just to get a guaranteed entry code.  People joined the army just to get a guaranteed spot.  Not really (well yes really to the former, but not really to the latter).  It’s a cycle of craziness – people worry about getting in so they rush to register, that rush to register causes the race to fill quickly, the quick sell-out causes people (especially those left behind) to register even more quickly the following year, and on it goes.  Demand always creates more demand.  How else can you explain the Cabbage Patch Kids craze?
 
It’s all rather exciting.  This kind of thing just does not happen in Canadian marathons.  People do not write down the date and time registration opens in their calendars (nor do they set little alarms to remind themselves to register – because some people, namely me, are easily distracted) so they don’t miss out.  Marathons in Canada do not typically sell out at all, never mind in a single day.  Websites do not crash because of the influx of wanna-be runners.  People would not spend money on Big Canadian Marathon lottery tickets hoping their name will be drawn months later.  Certainly there are highly coveted races (of other distances) that sell out in lightening fast time, but marathon mania has not taken hold north of the border.  Of course, we’re all too eager to go international for some of that marathon madness.
 
Two of the largest marathons in Canada are the Vancouver Marathon and Ottawa Marathon (around 3,000 and 3300 marathoners in 2008 respectively).  Neither of these events sold out last year (I want to say have sold out ever, but that would be a bold statement given that I’m too lazy to check to see if it would, in fact, be a true statement).  If you wait too long to register you pay a penalty in the form of a higher registration fee, but that’s about it. 

Certainly our race sizes are in scale to our relatively small population – only a small percentage of people run and only a small percentage of those people run marathons.  US estimates place the annual marathon participation rate at around 0.1% of the population.  In Canada 0.1% of the population is about 33,000 people – roughly the field size for the New York, London, Berlin, or Chicago (the four biggest) marathons.  To have a race that size in Canada every marathoner in the country would need to run that race (assuming no international entries).  To understate dramatically, that seems unlikely.

I suspect another reason for the smaller race sizes is that there are lots, and I means lots, of small and mid-sized marathons in Canada.  Most have a field size equal to or less than that of the first Marine Corps Marathon.  Perhaps Canadians simply prefer a quieter long and winding road.  They don’t want the inconveniences associated with these mega-marathon events.  With no demand there is no craze.  But it’s a self-fulfilling prophecy – with so many options no single marathon generates as much interest and hype as The Top Ten.  The marathons compete with each other for runners.  Each spring I can choose from about 5 certified marathons within a quick 90-minute drive from my home and the fall brings me even more options.  If I was willing to involve a hotel room and an overnight stay my options would triple.  Even if my city held one big marathoning event, subsuming all those little local races, the size still would not rival the biggest in the world.  Still I propose that once, just once, all those wee marathons combine into one super-marathon event.  I estimate about 10,000 marathoners would participate in my mythical One Big Race.  I’d buy a lottery ticket to get into that one.

Title Reference: Private Willie Duckworth – Sound Off (The Duckworth Chant). From a long tedious march through a swamp. 1944.