Tuesday, April 22, 2008

"It's funny; the more hurt you look, the more cheers you get."

From Teddy Roosevelt, via Big D:

"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat."

Words cannot express how emotional it was yesterday, tracking Eric through over 80% of a flawless marathon, to panicking as the last 20% appeared to indicate some tragic situation. "Refreshing" my screen obsessively while G-chating with Schlotty and Aunt T was enough to sideline me from eating, drinking, and keep me in my pajamas until 1pm.

I am so proud of Eric and his run. Maintaining a 6 minute mile pace for over 20 miles of a marathon is remarkable. Even more, realizing at that 20 miles that your hiccup in fluid and carb intake around mile 12 (his gel didn't agree with his tummy) would eventually bring you to your knees, and then deciding to truly be a hero and avoid long term injury and suffering by slowing down is even more remarkable in my opinion. Anyone who runs marathons knows that imperfect fluid/food intake during a race can land you in a situation where your muscles seize up, sidelining you for a painful death march. Was it awful? Of course. Was he in shape to run a sub 2:40? You better believe it. That's the marathon. One bump in the road early on can grow exponentially into a tragedy later on. (Anyone recall Uta at Boston with the terrible intestinal trouble? Poor woman was TAPED the entire time as she tried to run through the pain and embarassement of having her entire shorts and legs stained.)

Perhaps Eric's marathon shoes need some airing out for a few months, but I know he'll be back on the Boston course in the future...perhaps with his son by his side (or his wife!). Until then, I know he'll be satisfied working on shaving time off of his 5k, 10k and half marathon times.

Thanks to all who supported him in thoughts, prayers and internet tracking. :)


-I am thankful that my husband comes home late tonight! I wasn't there at mile 25 to give him a hug like his huge fan base, so we (Linus and mom) owe him a big one!

Nixed Names: Speaking of hiccups, there was a little hiccup yesterday in our naming progress due to an unforeseen, albeit blessed development in the world. We may have to reevaluate one of the top choices (my #1!), but I am thinking it is still in the running (no pun intended). And no, the name is not "boston" or "marathon." But you wouldn't be far off in terms of topic. Cryptic, eh???


  1. Congrats on being one of the 4684 male finishers age 18-39. My calculator screen was not large enough to calculate the percentage (no joke) of the US population but you are definitely in the Top 1/2% in doing so!

    Boston is one AMAZING accomplishment!

  2. I'm going to be like my students right now...
    Uhhh...Robert! Lance! Finish!! Nike!!!!
    Let me know if I win anything.

  3. You don't win anything MKD. Sorry! Good guesses, though. You might be able to guess because of the recent "blessing." That's my only other clue. But funny story; we almost hired someone at work named Nike. Girl (pronounced Nikki). She didn't work out. Note to self: don't trust someone named after a shoe. Also, Eric's sponsored by Reebok. :)

  4. i would suggest not going with adidas either b/c we all know what that one stands for...all day i dream about...

  5. Having been one of the masses who was able to see Eric at the end of his run, I can tell you it was amazing. That's what makes it a sport - one can plan and train to perfection, but no one can control the outcome. It takes such strength of character to determine to slow down and enjoy the experience as much as possible (including a smily group hug with his parents and mother-in-law at mile 25) once Eric knew he couldn't keep up his record breaking time. Cheers for records at the 15, half and 20 mile!!!

  6. Ha ha. Mom, I think your home computer still has Eric logged into Gmail...your comment is coming FROM Eric, but I know it is you. :) If you don't sign out of Gmail (as Eric must not have), then when you post a comment on blogger, it is associated with that account.

  7. Just remember that a marathon is about the internal battle. The wall to get over, the mental fight to continue on, and the strength to cross the finish line. If you can make it in a desired amount of time - wow. I'm just amazed by those that can conquer the contant struggle in your head!