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Animals of Hatfield McCoy Marathon 2014

Marathon Recap – Hatfield McCoy, June 14, 2014

Mini horse! Hatfield McCoy 2014

If that guy weren’t there I would have ridden this thing to the finish.

Last weekend I “ran” the Hatfield McCoy Marathon at the Kentucky & West Virginia border.  I went into it injured in multiple ways & totally out of shape, and ultimately earned my PW (Personal Worst) time by almost an hour on the hot and hilly course.  I hit the wall at a ridiculously early mile 14 and felt more sore and tired than I’ve ever felt during a race.  It was also my favorite marathon yet.


Animals of Hatfield McCoy Marathon 2014

Some of the many (alive) animals I saw along the course.  They probably influenced my high rating of this race more than I’d like to admit.

What is it about the Hatfield McCoy Marathon?  After reading review after positive review about this race, I started to wonder how it could possibly be as good as everyone said.  I mean, some mini horses and a swinging bridge is not enough to make a marathon good or interesting.  Plus it’s in the mountains hills of West Virginia in the middle of June, and I’m not a fan of heat, humidity, or hills.  And overrated races tend to disappoint me even if I try to keep my expectations in check.  So how did this little race earn my “new favorite race” designation?


It comes down to what David Hatfield, the race director, said on Friday night during his (emotional) speech at the expo.  Two things make a great race – the runners and the volunteers.  I kinda sorta agreed when he said it, but after running his race I fully understand what he meant and wholeheartedly agree.


First, the runners – this is a race made for 50 Staters and Maniacs, and they dominate on the course.  This is actually fantastic because they know race etiquette (sounds minor but even in a small race courtesies can make a big difference) and they are chatty.  Mr. Hatfield told us that one of the great things about his race was that you’d find yourself completely alone on the course – no one in sight ahead of you, no one in sight behind you – and this isolation would make you draw on personal reserves you didn’t know you had.  Luckily (or unluckily?) that never happened to me.  In fact, my race experience was the total opposite – I’ve never chatted with so many other runners for so long (I’d say I spent more than half of the race chatting).  Now, it was also my absolute slowest marathon and I entirely walked the last 10 miles of the race, so that definitely had something to do with all my jibber-jabber, but even when I was actually running (during the first half) I spoke to more runners than ever, and was always greeted in a friendly manner (instead of the common mid-marathon response – a blank stare or a curt reply).  This is a super social race, and I learned I like super social races.


Accordion player at water stop

Music at a water stop.

Next, the volunteers – the aid stations always had water, ice, and multiple flavors of Gatorade (and oftentimes cold watermelon and grapes), and they usually had on-theme entertainment or decorations, like accordion music or jugs of (fake?) moonshine.  The on-course EMTs were super excellent, continually leapfrogging and checking on us pokey-slows, especially during the second half of the race.  I heard and saw them so much on the course that I feel like I know those guys now.  And finally the race organizers behind-the-scenes really hit it out of the park.  The website has drastically improved (with a lot of information about the course and local accommodations), the expo dinner and entertainment was great, the shuttles from downtown to the start worked well, and overall the weekend was a very smooth experience.


I think another reason this race was so great is that their “no time limit” claim is real.  They had the finish line area all set up for over 9 hours to allow the last runners to finish and enjoy the finish experience just like the speedsters.  The costumed actors playing Devil Hatfield and Randall McCoy were even waiting at the finish line the whole time, giving high fives to all the runners.  (BTW, a 50-Stater had a very good tip about seeing if a race sticks to its cut-off claims – check the time results from the year before for the slowest finishing times to see how long they actually kept the finish line open.  Hatfield McCoy lives up to its promise.)  This “no time limit” guarantee helped take any time-finishing pressure off and allowed me to baby my injuries and enjoy the race instead of worrying about outrunning a sag wagon.


Ok, so, I’ve already written a lot about why I loved this race but not that much about my actual experience during the race.  In a nutshell, it was kinda tough but a lot better than I expected.  As you know, I gave myself a 40% chance of a DNF and an ETA of 6:15-6:30 finishing time if I did finish.*  When I woke up that morning and pressed along my shin splint, it was the first time in weeks that I didn’t feel pain (and today I still feel no pain when I press there, so maybe I’m temporarily healed?).  So I was feeling pretty good and even though I hadn’t run for 3 weeks, at mile 3 of the marathon I decided I was going to finish.


Hatfield McCoy downhill Blackberry Mountain

The downhill of Blackberry Mountain. Seemed much steeper in person, I promise.

That was a ridiculously early time in the race to decide that, but I kept checking my body and nothing was screaming in pain, so I kept going.  I walked up Blackberry Mountain (not as bad as I anticipated, but I did walk it) and down the backside (much steeper than I expected), but generally jogged the first half.  Then suddenly around mile 14 I hit a wall.  I can’t call it The Wall since it was so early in the race, but basically I wanted to stop and call it a day.  A guy I met in the first half blew past me at this point saying “I was only signed up for the half but I’m having so much fun I don’t want to stop, so I’m doing the full!”  I wanted to stop him and drink his blood, but he was gone before I got the chance.


So, I walked.  I tried to walk quickly but real marathon walkers started blowing past me.  The most painful part was, oddly, the bottom of my feet.  I also knew I was developing some sort of blister on my left foot but I didn’t realize the horror of that situation until I got home (and I will spare you any photos of that disaster).  Walking as fast as I could made me realize how much slower my fast walking is even compared to my slow running.  Four miles took over an hour, which means even when I was hitting those high marathons numbers like mile 19, 20, 21, I still had almost 2 more hours to go.  It was also so hot I was dropping ice cubes into the front and back of my sports bra and not even flinching at the cold.


Ice cream at Hatfield McCoy Marathon 2014

Carrying my ice cream back onto the course to the finish.

At some point I decided I was going to stop at the Dairy Queen around mile 25.  At first I wasn’t sure I was really going to do it, but after such a slow second half and several hours of dreaming of a soft serve vanilla cone, once I saw the DQ I didn’t even hesitate crossing the parking lot and heading into the shop.  Unfortunately there was a line of other runners doing the same thing, but after several minutes (and my watch beeping angrily at me for losing satellite reception but not actually stopping the time), I emerged into the sunlight with my ice cream cone and new shame upon my sport.


I ate most of my ice cream until I realized I was only .3 miles from the finish, at which point I started jogging so I could carry the cone over the finish line like an Olympic torch.  I pressed my weary legs into service all for this gag, and it was worth it.  I high-fived Hatfield at the finish line but couldn’t high-five McCoy because I was holding the cone, so I had to stop and do an awkward right-to-left high five, but it was worth it because I was a McCoy that day.**


I’m leaving out a ton of stuff about the course itself because you probably already know about it, or can look at my pictures below.  I was wrong about chip timing – they DO have chip timing and even have a mat at the start, so if it takes you a few minutes to cross the start they have you covered.  The literal shotgun start was not as loud as I expected, but I was maybe standing too far back to really get that shotgun sensation.  I also foolishly missed grabbing the free meal at the finish line but I did get my medal and moonshine jar (someone must have drunk all my moonshine, because it was empty – probably a Hatfield did it).  And apparently I missed a lot of roadkill along the route, because I only saw a deer, a squirrel, and a hummingbird, but others said they saw 8 different species.

This was lucky number 13 on my 50 States quest, and I’m counting it for Kentucky since I already did Marshall in West Virginia (ironically my least favorite race so far).  Next up is the Missoula Marathon on July 13th, only 4 weeks away, but if I finish Missoula I’ll be eligible for Maniacs!


Hatfield McCoy Marathon Medal 2014

Close-up of the medal.

Thinking of Running Hatfield McCoy?


Do it!  I won’t repeat all the stuff I said above, but it’s a great race and you should totally do it.


All categories on a scale of 1-10, 10 being the best.


  • Getting There (Transportation & Walkability) – 6/10 – As the race website says, there are no nearby airports.  I flew into Charleston, WV (CRW airport, via ATL on Delta), rented a car, and drove the 1.5 hours to Williamson.  The drive was the easiest part – the flights are harder because there aren’t that many flights and they can sometimes be expensive (although mine wasn’t bad at $274 purchased months in advance).  I got delayed on the way home so it was almost 12 hours of travel just to go from WV to NYC.  That’s 4 hours longer than it would have taken to drive!  If I ever do go again, I’d seriously consider renting a car and driving the whole way.
  • Staying There – 8/10 – I booked a room at the Mountaineer Hotel the moment they started taking reservations in January.  The hotel is located downtown exactly at the finish so it’s ideal (and race shuttle buses will take you from downtown to the start at Food City).  I reserved a larger 2-person room for $70/night because I heard the single-bed rooms were really small.  It is an old hotel but the room was clean, quite large, and had a mini-fridge, but the soap they provide is razor thin and the shampoo/conditioner supplied is in foil packets instead of bottles.  They offer free wifi (a godsend since my phone didn’t work anywhere there – I heard Verizon was the only carrier that worked in the area), free parking in a garage across the street, free coffee in the morning, and generally were very hospitable and kind.  I definitely recommend staying there, or you can stay for very cheap (like $20) at the local firehouses (check the race’s website and emails for more info on that).  Either way, book early, as the good nearby options fill up quickly.
  • Cost & Registration – 10/10 – For the $50 early registration fee you get a chip-timed race, on-course support (water, Gatorade, and cups of ice every mile, with many stations offering watermelon or grapes), a short-sleeved tech shirt (this year was white, my least favorite color because it’s always see-through, although it’s not as bad as Flying Pig’s shirt), finisher medal (this year’s was pretty nice with a colorful USA flag background), and a moonshine jar (a large mason jar with a Hatfield McCoy sticker on it), plus the pasta dinner the night before (spaghetti with marinara or meat sauce plus a roll, small side salad, soda/water, and cake), and a meal at the finish line (looked like a wrap of some kind with maybe some chips?  I forgot to grab one, doh!).  The free meals really push the value of this race over the top.
  • Organization – 8/10 – It was well-organized even if it wasn’t always spelled out clearly – e.g. they said shuttle buses would take you from your hotel to the start, but they didn’t list hotels or exact pickup times, and since the road in front of our hotel was closed the shuttles couldn’t go there anyway, so a group of us walked to a random corner and flagged a bus down which then stopped for us.  So it ultimately worked well even if it wasn’t precisely explained.
  • Course – 8/10 – I thought it was a beautiful course.  It’s a little hilly, but there was more shade than I was expecting (although there were long stretches at the end with no shade), and while the roads aren’t closed to traffic, the traffic was very light and always drove very nicely (not the breakneck speed of the cars during the MDI Marathon, for example).  One car was even passing out Twizzlers, and yes, I took candy from a stranger.  Because the roads were mostly empty, I didn’t have any problem with the anticipated camber of the roads, although I heard one person mention he stayed near the center to avoid it.  There are quite a lot of random animals along the course (dead and alive) and several historical Hatfield McCoy sites, so I’m glad I carried my phone with me to take pictures.
  • Crowd – 3/10 – Basically there are no spectators during this race.  A few locals will sit on their porch and watch silently and wave, but don’t expect a cheer section.  However, the race organizers post signs along the course with the names of repeat runners with motivational phrases below, so the signs help cheer you on.  And of course the other runners and volunteers were great!
  • Other Factors – 9/10 – It was a 50 State Club reunion race so that might have brought even more 50 Staters out, but I also think the small field (552 marathon & double-half runners, 341 half) makes it a friendly and social race.  Plus it’s a rare race that has more full-runners than halfers!
  • Overall Rating – 10/10 – Gotta give my new favorite a 10!  It’s also the first race I’d really like to repeat, although with sooooo many states left I can’t afford to start repeating yet.


General Travel Reviews/Notes:

There isn’t much to do in the area except for Hatfield McCoy-related sightseeing.  I missed out on the air boat tour partially because my phone didn’t work so I wasn’t making any calls/reservations, and partially because I was simply tired.


There’s one restaurant in town (Starters) that multiple locals described as a “real nice, sit-down type” restaurant, and it was only a couple blocks down the main street from the hotel, so I ate an early dinner there after the race.  It is not a fancy restaurant so don’t be put-off by the description (I noticed that every place in West Virginia gives you metal utensils wrapped in plastic, which makes me think it’s some sort of weird health code requirement).  I had a Diet Coke (Pepsi ok?), meatball platter with marinara and cheese, a baked potato with sour cream, and a giant slice of homemade butter pecan cake all for under $15 before tip.  I’d definitely recommend that place over driving down the street to the Wendy’s or DQ (again).


Also worth mentioning – there is a Walmart Supercenter just outside of downtown (it’s between downtown Williamson and the high school with the packet pickup, all of which are only minutes apart), so if you forget anything you can find it there (including giant 24-bottle packages of water for under $3).  There’s also the race sponsor Food City (large grocery store) as well as a CVS nearby.  Finally, I keep calling it “downtown” but it’s like 6 buildings and two streets, so don’t expect a big town in which to sightsee.


* – which I nailed, btw – do I get a prize for accurately predicting my finishing time?  Without the DQ stop I would have finished a little closer to 6:15 but still well within that window.  It’s almost like I know what my body can do…


** – every runner is assigned to team Hatfield or team McCoy (as printed on the back of your race bib).  I still don’t know which family won this year but as soon as I find out I’ll let you know.


Are you planning on running Hatfield McCoy?  Do you know the deal with the plastic wrapped silverware at WV restaurants?  Have you ever ridden a mini horse?  Share in the comments!  Email subscribers, there are many more photos on the site than included in the email – click the link to view.

No airports nearby Hatfield McCoy marathon

Hatfield McCoy Miniseries Review & Expectations for the Race

No airports nearby Hatfield McCoy marathon

This informs everything.  (From Hatfield McCoy Marathon’s FAQ.)

I just finished watching the Hatfields & McCoys miniseries starring Kevin Costner (the guy from Waterworld), Bill Paxton (the guy from Twister), and a bunch of other people who look familiar but I couldn’t place until IMDB (Johanna Mason from The Hunger Games, Sam from The Big Chill, Col. Jim Faith from MacGruber).  I wasted 4.5 hours of my life (it felt like much longer) so that you won’t have to.


MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD so if you feel like watching it (available streaming on Netflix) instead of reading my charming review, skip the next 5 paragraphs and go straight to “expectations.”  I don’t know if the miniseries is historically accurate, and there seems to be debate about what actually happened, but I do know this miniseries is boring and makes everyone involved look like terrible people.


The miniseries starts out mildly interesting, with a Hatfield and a McCoy fighting side-by-side in the Civil War (for the south, of course).  But within a few minutes Kevin Costner Devil Hatfield (his real name) deserts his troop in the middle of the night, and thus begins the story of the Hatfields looking like the absolute worst.  Now, both families come off looking terrible, but the fact that the Hatfields look so bad compared to the idiot McCoys should tell you just how bad the Hatfields come off.  I think that within the first 30 minutes various Hatfields (1) kill a slew of Yankees & then desert the army, (2) murder unarmed Yankee prisoners, (3) murder a McCoy sleeping in a cabin, (4) steal a pig from the McCoys, and (5) generally lie if not commit outright fraud, all before the McCoys even bother escalating the feud into something to actually get worked up about (e.g. murder).


Then there’s a stupid love story of a (hot) Hatfield boy impregnating loving a McCoy girl.  Despite repeatedly confessing his love for her and even getting shot & kidnapped by her brothers (separate events, oddly enough) and then saved from certain death because of the acts of the McCoy girl, the Hatfield boy ultimately won’t stand up for her in front of his father and thus becomes a certified douchebag.  Later he marries a different McCoy girl cuz lol why not yolo.  This is where the miniseries really gets really dull and confusing and I started only half-watching.  Little did I know that the stupid love story was the most entertaining part.  It gets super boring with lots of murders and stuff, back and forth, I can’t even care.  And when I can’t care that three young men get tied to trees and shot in cold blood, there’s clearly something wrong with the storytelling.


The third and final episode features a big shootout, but it’s all so stupid that I think that even if I had followed it closely it would have made about as much sense.  After the big battle there’s some pointless trial and everyone gets life in prison except the mentally challenged boy who gets death by hanging, because of course he does.  By the end I don’t even know who was killing who and I didn’t care.  I guess that was the point (to show how a feud benefits nobody), but it was all so stupid it was just a big waste of time.  If you need to watch a stupid miniseries to know not to start a blood feud with another family, then you shouldn’t have a Netflix account.


The show portrays both families as so stupid that I was seriously embarrassed for America as I watched this.  If this is what the world thinks of us, well, I’m going to start wearing a maple leaf when I travel.  It also seemed like literally everyone in the town was either a Hatfield or a McCoy, and except for that one pair of star-crossed lovers, the families did not “intermingle” if you know what I mean.  The amount of inbreeding that must have happened makes what Adam and Eve’s kids must’ve done look downright kosher.  The best thing about this show is that there were a lot of good-looking actors in it.  Either inbreeding creates really gorgeous people, or this was not historically accurate casting.


For the Hatfield McCoy Marathon, all the runners randomly get assigned to either the “Hatfield” team or the “McCoy” team, and whichever team has the lowest average time “wins” that year’s race.  I definitely feel more sympathetic to the McCoys (as a Yankee lawyer who doesn’t steal pigs or murder), but since I know I’ll have a terrible finishing time (if I finish at all), I also won’t mind being on the Hatfield team, just to bring them down as a McCoy mole.  The saddest thing is that it will take me much longer to finish the race than it took to watch the entire miniseries, and yet it might be easier to run 26 miles than watch that junk again.



hatfield mccoy marathon course elevation

No total elevation change given, but it’s safe to say “a lot.”

I have a lot of expectations for this weekend’s Hatfield McCoy Marathon.  Many are from reading other recaps about past HMMs, some are from the race’s own website, and some stem from my own unrelenting injuries and lack of fitness.  Let’s get started.


  • It will be a tough course.  It’s a small group of runners (meaning I will be alone for most of the race), it’s rural (so not a lot of spectators), and hilly (mile 6-7 is up “Blackberry Mountain” and features about 500 feet in elevation gain, or roughly a 9.5% grade for an entire mile).  Many bloggers commented that because much of the course is on the edge of the road, it’s sloped enough to aggravate your IT band.  This is great news, since I’ve already developed every other runner injury (runner’s knee, shin splints, and plantar fasciitis), so why not throw an IT band injury on there?  There’s also a couple miles near the end that are on a dirt road that might be pretty muddy due to all the rain this week.  The Weather Channel lists this as one of the top 15 toughest marathons in the world.  I hope that, as usual, the Weather Channel is wrong.
  • It will be hot.  Highs are forecasted to be in the mid-80s, and there are thunderstorms in the area all week, so it’ll be humid, too.  Plus, I will be wearing what amounts to almost a full-body compression suit because of my injuries, so I won’t exactly be dressed for a hot day.  Luckily, there will be water stops every mile, and I anticipate dumping a lot of water over my head.
  • It will be my slowest marathon ever, if I can even finish.  I am not in shape to run 26.2 miles.  I’m not in shape because I’m injured, and I can’t escape my injuries without getting in shape.  I’m stuck in a pretty bad Catch-22 right now, so until Yossarian comes to save me, I’m just going to hobble along.  This is my first serious DNF possibility, which will be a bummer, but I’m trying not to dwell on that too much until it happens.  My shin splints and knees feel (not great but) ok, but my plantar fasciitis is acting up enough that I finally booked an appointment with a doctor, but that’s not until later this month.  While I’ve definitely been undertrained in the past, I’ve never been this out-of-shape combined with injury combined with extra weight, so the only reason there’s even a possibility that I finish is that there’s no time limit.  (Shotgun to my head, I’d guess I’ll either DNF or finish in 6:15 to 6:30.)
  • It’s a great race.  Everyone raves about this race.  Everyone.  I can’t seem to find a bad review of it.  I don’t know if that’s because it only attracts the kind of people who find running 26 hilly miles in 85-degree humid conditions fun, or if they put moonshine in the water cups, or if people are just worried that if they say anything negative the Hatfields will set fire to their homes while they’re sleeping (true story), but it seems universally loved.
  • There will be a lot of 50-staters and Maniacs.  It’s officially a 50 States Marathon Club reunion race (my first!) and there’s a long list of people going, plus it’s a popular race with Marathon Maniacs, so basically everyone running will be dressed in red/white/blue or yellow singlets and be much, much faster than me.
  • There’s a Hatfield McCoy skit (with costumes!) at the pasta dinner.  The expo/free (for marathoners) pasta dinner/show all takes place at a local high school, and runners rave about the whole experience.  I’m pretty excited for it.  There also a free post-race meal for runners.  Two free meals?  Amazing.
  • There is a literal shotgun start to the race.  And no chip timing.  And a semi truck waiting at the top of Blackberry Mountain.  And the “world’s smallest” horses.  And costumed volunteers.  And potentially an opportunity for an airboat ride after the race (separate from the marathon, but still!).
  • A medal and moonshine jar await me at the finish.  If I can make it…


Did you ever watch the Hatfields & McCoys miniseries?  Would you rather run a marathon or have to watch that miniseries?  Have you ever gotten a DNF in a race?  Share in the comments!

Downtown Huntington, WV

Marathon Recap – Marshall University Marathon

Marshall Marathon Finish line

The Marshall University Marathon finish line inside the football stadium, many hours before I actually crossed it.

Whelp, I knocked off state #11 last weekend in Huntington, West Virginia, with the Marshall University Marathon (I always called it the “Marshall Marathon” but saw so many spray-painted “MUM” signs on the course that now I can’t stop calling it the “Marshall University Marathon” so I can cringe giggle at the memory of those “MUMs.”)


Downtown Huntington, WV

Downtown Huntington, WV, at rush hour.

I flew into Huntington’s Tri-State Airport (HTS) on Saturday morning around 11 am, got my rental car, and headed to my hotel, the relatively new Hampton Inn.  My room wasn’t ready yet so I continued on into town to get some lunch, since the expo wasn’t open yet, either.  I went to Backyard Pizza, which supposedly has the best pizza in town, and ordered a large margarita pizza, with the thought that I’d have leftovers for Sunday after the race (since the Hampton Inn doesn’t have room service).  It was pretty good pizza, but had a rich, oily crust that most NY pizzas don’t have, so I was just barely able to stop myself from finishing the entire thing to save a couple slices for the next day.


I browsed a couple of stores to kill time, but overall the town was eerily deserted and I didn’t feel entirely comfortable walking around.  There was a big football game going on at that time, so I figured most people were there, but after the marathon I wonder if it’s just always semi-deserted.  Regardless, I drove to the expo to get my race packet and do some (totally-unnecessary-but-marathon-justified) shopping.


Long lines at the Marshall Marathon Expo

Long lines and not much else at the Marshall Marathon Expo

When I got to the expo it was already semi-chaotic.  There were huge lines and no signs or information on where runners should go, so there was overall confusion and sporadic line-hopping (the longer line was for the half marathon, the shorter line for the marathon, but I got a lot of dirty looks for switching to the end of the shorter line because people didn’t understand the difference).  There was also basically nothing to see or buy (one local store set up a small area with some t-shirts and gels, but that was it), so I left immediately after getting my race packet.  Shopping momentarily averted!


Shiny silver outfit for Marshall

Laying out my shiny silver outfit

To my delight, there was a CVS right next to the expo center so I shopped there for water and Pop Tarts (and nailpolish… did you know they make scented nailpolish now?  I can’t imagine that’s a good idea.).  I felt like there was nothing left to do but head back to the hotel, even if I still had to wait for my room.  Luckily, my room was ready early and I got settled in to a nice, clean room, where I spread out my supplies for the race and flipped through TV channels while carbo-loading (aka eating Kit Kats and Pop Tarts).


I wasn’t hungry for dinner but thought skipping it would set me up for problems the next day, so I walked across the parking lot to the Bob Evans for some chicken, potatoes, and dinner rolls bigger than my fist.  I noticed the Bob Evans’ brand butter packets were a mixture of butter and hydrogenated vegetable oil, so I saved them as future collectors’ items before heading back to my hotel for an early bedtime.


Marshall's football stadium open before the marathon

Marshall’s football stadium open before the marathon, huzzah!

I woke up screamingly early the next day so I could immediately pound some water to avoid my recent, consistent bathroom breaks during races (it worked!), and to give myself plenty of time to drive to the stadium and find parking.  I needn’t have worried, as it was a very simple drive back into town to the stadium, and parking was ample and obvious (at least it was until about 30 minutes before the race – after that it might have filled up).  The best part of the Marshall Marathon was the use of the facilities before the race.  They opened up the stadium so you could see the finish line on the field, and so you could wait in the covered hallways and use any of the bathrooms (there were at least three large bathrooms, so there were almost no lines and no need to use any of the porta potties – plus hot water at the sinks!).


The moderate weather at the start of the Marshall Marathon

The moderate weather at the start of the Marshall Marathon

The luxurious indoor bathroom facilities were quickly followed by the most insane start of a race I’ve ever seen.  They had spray painted a tiny little marker spot for the starting line, but there was no arch, no raised sign, nary a balloon – and NO TIMING MAT.  That’s right, when the gun went off your time started, no matter when you actually started running.  It wasn’t a overly large crowd, and it probably took no more than a couple of minutes to get to the start, but it was still very strange to have no chip time for the course (they even had free runner text alerts when you crossed certain timing mats, like at miles 10 and 20, but no starting mat?  Doesn’t make sense…).


So we were off!  It wasn’t a crowded course but there were always plenty of people around, right up until the halfway point when all the half marathoners peeled off to finish in the stadium and the full marathoners ran through the center of campus (tiny) and around the stadium to start our second loop.  Now, I knew it was a looped course, but what I didn’t fully appreciate was that there were long sections that we would be running a total of four times.  Four times is a lot for any race, but because those sections were neither scenic nor crowd-supported, it was just a slog all-around.


The other thing I was not expecting was how empty the course would get once it was only the full marathoners left.  There were points where I had to ask the volunteers where to run because I couldn’t see anyone else.  That coupled with the almost total lack of spectators made for an eerie ghost-town effect for most of the race.


I stuck to a steady 11-minute mile pace for the first 15 miles, when quite suddenly I felt tired and a little bored of running, and immediately slowed down to 12++.  While I did walk for several long stretches, I tried to limit my walking because I simply wanted to finish and be done with it.  It wasn’t miserable, it just wasn’t all that interesting after the fourth pass.  And while the weather was beautiful, low 50s and sunny, there was a fair amount of wind and I was very glad I wore my windblocking headband around my ears.


WTF finished with Marshall Marathon

Finished the Marshal Marathon! Still wearing most of my shiny silver (gloves not pictured).

Finishing in the stadium was a treat.  You run down the field, pick up a football, and run back down through the finishing shoot (at least they had a finish line, if not a start).  They had chocolate milk, water, hamburgers, and hot dogs as finishing food, and there was still plenty left even for a back-of-the-packer like me.  The weather was absolutely gorgeous that day, and a lot of people were hanging around the field, taking pictures and even posing with the mascot.  I had parked foolishly far from the entrance so I didn’t feel like walking all the way back to my car and back into the stadium again for photos, so I just drove myself back to the hotel (no worries there!  legs felt fine for the drive back, even with a lot of traffic caused by the marathon route), climbed into an ice bath (telling myself that it could not be as bad as what I had just done), ate my cold pizza and more Pop Tarts, iced my knees, and read Game of Thrones until I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore.  Ultimately, a great Sunday!


When I woke up on Monday I found my car covered in ice and I thanked my lucky stars we didn’t have such cold temps for the start of the race the day before.  I also realized there wasn’t much to do in the couple hours before my flight, so I went shopping at Target and Marshall’s (not because of the namesake as much as we don’t have those big box stores in NYC, and I loooove them, plus it allowed me to stretch my legs and finish my frustrated expo shopping) before catching my flight home.


Today, Thursday, I feel pretty good and all my soreness is gone (it was basically gone by Tuesday afternoon).  My knees feel ok but I haven’t run on them yet, and I’m still planning on taking some time off from running (anything over a few miles) to heal my body and rest my mind.  I’m vigorously planning 2014, however, and am mailing in my 50 States Club application this week, so the quest continues…

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The re-usable bag, shirt, and jacket you get for the Marshall Marathon

The re-usable bag, short-sleeved shirt, and nice Asics jacket you get for the Marshall Marathon

I signed up for this marathon because I had heard of the movie (We Are Marshall), because it finished in the football stadium, because of the nice finisher jacket, because it was flat, and because I needed West Virginia.  It turned out to be was one of the less interesting races I’ve done yet, since it wasn’t very scenic (save for a few blocks along the Ohio River and the mile or two in Ritter Park), didn’t have any crowds (spectator or runner), didn’t have a fun expo, didn’t have a fun downtown, and didn’t have much to do in the immediate area.  There supposedly was a pasta dinner at the expo, but it was such chaos that I didn’t want to stick around to see.  All that’s not to say I hated the race, it just was a very flat race in an empty, small town.  There also were a ton of Marathon Maniacs and 50-Staters at the race, which was great, but also probably contributed to the low-key nature of the race (when everyone running is from out-of-town, maybe the town just doesn’t care?).


All categories on a scale of 1-10, 10 being the best.


  • Getting There (Transportation & Walkability) – 5/10 – Getting there wasn’t too terrible – connecting flight through Charlotte, NC, into Huntington Airport ($330 roundtrip from NYC on US Air) – but once you were there you definitely needed a car.  Luckily, the rental car was only $20/day, so my total with taxes, fees, and $6 of gas was $66 for two days of car rental. There are no marathon shuttles or public transportation options, so you have to get to and from the start/finish on your own, although there was plenty of free parking there.  One runner said some stragglers and ultra-runners had the course taken down around them, making for dangerous conditions near the end of the race, and I ran into a lot of traffic leaving the race, so take that into consideration, too.
  • Staying There – 6/10 – The closest hotel was not all that close to the starting line (over a half mile away?), plus it got slammed online for having super-thin walls and generally being old and run-down, so I decided to stay at the Hampton Inn about 10 minutes away from campus.  The Hampton Inn opened in July 2013, so it was still pretty nice and new, and they always had coffee and tea in the lobby area, plus a free breakfast from 6 am to 10 am every day (and mini fridges and microwaves in every room).  The walls were pretty thin there, too, but they feature clean beds (they always wash the bright white duvet covers) and overall it was a pretty good hotel for $144 per night, all taxes included (hotel prices jacked up during the marathon).
  • Cost & Registration – 9/10 – Definitely easy online registration, and if you register early enough, for the $82 registration fee (including service fees) you get a nice Asics jacket (and a short sleeved technical t-shirt for $10 more).  The jacket is quality, but runs big, and even though I wear a women’s large, the unisex medium jacket swims on me.  The medal is also pretty nice – they call it “3D” because the bull is slightly raised from the surface on both the front and the back.  The short-sleeved technical shirt is only so-so, since it’s an impractical black plus has a ton of sponsor logos on the back (I think there are more sponsor logos than were spectators on the course).
  • Organization – 6/10 – The expo was ridiculous – held only from noon to 6 the Saturday before the race – it was somehow a madhouse despite being a relatively small race.  However, there did seem to be a packet pick up at the start of the race, which is a very nice option.  There wasn’t much to the expo except the packet pick up (with no pins for your bib!), and one small store selling some shirts and gels.  There was supposedly a pasta dinner at the expo, but I hightailed it out of there before all the annoyed people in line started a riot.  Also, the on-course volunteers were great, but every water station was different in terms of how they passed out water vs Gatorade (without marked cups – sometimes the it was first vs second, sometimes on the left vs right, sometimes on both sides, sometimes held by a volunteer in each hand, etc.), and you had to ask and veer around to get what you wanted.
  • Course – 4/10 – It is a flat course (with just a handful of very short, steep sections, but they are few and far between), and looped, but long sections double back on themselves four times.  They tried to make it as scenic as possible, but there just isn’t that much that is scenic in Huntington, and once the halfers left the course, it was like a ghost town.
  • Crowd – 2/10 – Besides the volunteers, there were almost no spectators for this event, which is really surprising considering it’s named after the University at which it takes place. If someone told me the school was shut down and no students actually went there anymore, I would have believed it.  It was deserted.
  • Other Factors – 5/10 – It’s supposedly the biggest race in West Virginia, and it was fun to finish in the stadium, but otherwise there’s not much else going for it.
  • Overall Rating – 5/10 – I’m glad to have finished another state.  I’m glad we had perfect weather.  The stadium was nice.  But if I had to run another loop of that course, I would scream.


Did you run the Marshall University Marathon?  Are you enjoying your jacket?  Share in the comments!

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Central Park Water Fountains are Still On! Plus some other stuff…

Today I went for my last run before the Marshall Marathon this weekend and was delighted to find the Central Park water fountains still on (I’m expecting them to be shut off any day now).  My last two runs have felt very good, with little to no knee pain during or after, which almost makes me worried for the marathon since I have a weird superstition that a bad training run must immediately precede a good race.


The Marshall Marathon is one of the most low-key, low-stakes marathon for me yet.  Since my training is all out-of-whack (I’ve only run 9 total miles in the 3 weeks since MDI) and my knees like to act up at inopportune times (namely, any time I run), I not only have no time goal for this race, but I really, actually have no time goal for this race (no “I-don’t-have-a-time-goal-but-really-I-have-a-secret-time-goal” business).  The most preparation I’ve done for this race is watch We Are Marshall (sad movie – but fun to see Jack from Lost married to Betty Draper, with waitress Zoey Barns from House of Cards) and put together a silly outfit (anything and everything metallic silver I could get my hands on), since a silly outfit might make me enjoy the race more than if I were costume-less.  I’m also only flying in on Saturday morning and leaving Monday afternoon, an easy, short trip compared to my Maine vacation.


There will be two new things for me at Marshall – 1) it’s a looped course, which I’ve never had to do before and 2) I have to drive myself to the start and back to the hotel afterwards.  I know, it’s almost crazy that these are both new to me on my 11th marathon, but I’ve been cherry-picking interesting point-to-point courses and usually take a provided race shuttle or just walk from the hotel to the start.  Neither new thing is a big deal, but I realized that I’ll have to carry my rental car key with me, so I really hope it slips off the massive rental car keychain, otherwise I’ll have to dedicate an entire race belt just to store that puppy.  Driving also gives me yet another excuse (as if I don’t have enough) to run slowly, sparing my legs for that 10 minute drive back to my hotel…


I’m mostly packed up and the weather forecast looks good (sunny, low of 33, high of 57), so now it’s time for (more) carbo-loading and rest before I try to cover another 26.2 miles.


Have you ever run the Marshall Marathon?  Any tips on what to see in the Huntington, West Virginia, area?  Share in the comments!