I have been waiting for this very moment to deliver Jimmy's ("SuperFang") last bucket wish of completing the NYC Marathon since he passed away on December 1, 2007. Coach Pilla and I had already discussed that Jimmy would have wanted me to enjoy the marathon and not re-injure myself (ITB injury in ATL and Philly races in September) trying to make his 5 hour race time. The problem is that I always deliver a promise and I would not be able to live with myself if I could not take Jimmy over the finish line in under 5 hours. Then I came up with an idea when I was admiring Jimmy's military uniform. I noticed that there were 6 medal pins/ribbons and thought "why take Jimmy over the finish line only one time but why not 6 times!!" That is how the SuperFang Dream Team was formed.
Introducing the SuperFang Dream Team (see attached picture, unfortunately I am blinking and in mid-smile...but I had to post the picture because the rest of the team looks great!):
1. Mahesh S. from Team Angels with Running Shoes wore Jimmy's achievement medal and placed #852 with a finishing time of 2:58 (6:49 minute per mile pacing). Mahesh was chosen because he is the fastest runner in my Princeton running group and he is the kindest and gentlest soul that I have had the pleasure of knowing and running behind (very...very far behind, haha). Mahesh reminds me of "The Flash" because when you are running with him and if you blink, you can't see him anymore because he is so far ahead of you.
2. Mark McG. from Team McGraw wore Jimmy's "Seize the Victory" pin and placed 5477 with a finishing time of 3:34 (8:10 minute per mile pacing). Mark was chosen because he is the fastest runner on Team McGraw (from his performance in the Philly half) and since he was in the Navy would be able to honor Jimmy's competitive spirit and camaraderie.
3. Jeff M. from Team McGraw wore Jimmy's Civil Affairs pin and placed 33091 with a finishing time of 5:24 (12:23 minute per mile pacing despite feeling under the weather.) Way to finish strong...YGB Jeff!!! Jeff was chosen because Jimmy was really caring and charismatic...just like Jeff.
4. Diane B. from Team McGraw wore Jimmy's Civil Affairs pin and placed 33800 with a finishing time of 5:31 (12:39 minute per mile pacing). Diane was chosen because she ran last year's NYC Marathon for Jimmy when he lost the ability to walk due to tumor growth in the cerebellum and fourth ventricle. We all know how much Jimmy loved Diane.
5. Jen McDev. from Team McGraw wore Jimmy's Civil Affairs pin and placed 34354 with a finishing time of 5:38 (12:39 minute per mile pacing while on chemo). Jen was chosen because Jimmy was looking forward to meeting her during last year's NYC marathon. Jen was the only person Jimmy knew who had a brain tumor and despite being on chemo had the courage to enter and finish marathons. Oh, I failed to mention that Jen also finished the Chicago marathon a few weeks ago during an 80 degree heat wave while on chemo. Jen personifies Jimmy's unstoppable determination to live life to the fullest despite having a brain tumor. YGB Jen!!!
6. Last of all there was me who really does not deserve to be on the same list with these seasoned runners. I wore Jimmy's Civil Affairs pin and placed 353938 with a finishing time of 6:04 (13:55 minute per mile pacing). I am happy that I finished my first full marathon with out any injuries. I am known for my "Philly slide" due to an ITB injury during the Philly half-marathon in September, and I promised Coach Pilla that there was not going to be a "NYC shuffle". I stuck to Coach Pilla's run/walk protocol (run 8 minutes and briskly walk for 4 minutes, repeat) to prevent any re-agitation to my ITB. I timed my brisk walk to coincide with the water/Gatorade stations since that area was really really slippery (ankle graveyard).
Many thanks to the SuperFang Dream Team for taking Jimmy on your journey across the finish line!!! This victory was 6 times sweeter because of your participation. You have selflessly honored Jimmy in a way that I will always remember and keep close to my heart. Thanks for sharing this beautiful moment with me. Since Mahesh and Mark delivered Jimmy's race time in well under 5 hours, I will now share with you how I enjoyed my first NYC marathon.
Runner's Village
It was a brisk dark morning when the bus dropped Team McGraw off at the Runner's Village before 6 am in Staten Island. The wind was really picking up and without the sun being out, the wind was biting...you know the kind of cold that sticks to your bones. Our race start time was after 10 am and I had no idea how we were going to survive the cold and not allow our muscles to cramp up. Coach Pilla told me to bring a large trash bag with a hole cut in the bottom and put it over my head and to make sure that my body was covered. Although this sounded crazy to me (why would I want to wear a trash bag when I was already wearing fleece to stay warm), I always listen to my Coach and brought the trash bag since he said it was ESSENTIAL.
When I arrived at the spot where my team camped out for the next 4 hours, I could not help but watch everyone pace around trying to keep warm or huddle together wrapped in fleece. It was like watching a group of strong stallions cooped up in a corral anxiously waiting to be released to hit the pavement. At that time I did not see any of my team members wearing trash bags, but when I looked to the left of our group there was a whole group of runners from Finland that was wearing trash bags over there running suits. So I put on my trash bag and finally understood why Coach Pilla wanted me to wear this ugly plastic thing. The plastic garbage bag is non-porous and does not allow the wind in. Gotta love Coach Pilla!!! I had offered an extra trash bag to a member of our team who was clearly not warm. Although, he respectfully declined (I found it very amusing when I saw him wearing a trash bag two hours after my initial offer...pretty boys...lol).
Coach Pilla, the trash bag method was very effective in blocking out the wind, but I found a better method of keeping warm before the race. That is when I met Beatrice, a kind-hearted woman from El Salvador who was nestled deep in a sleeping bag. Beatrice had children older than me and has been running marathons since the 1980s. Beatrice looked at me pacing/hopping around to stay warm and said, "Mija you are cold, don't be shy...come in". Now I am not the type of woman who would jump into a sleeping bag with a perfect stranger, so I took my time and thought long and hard about it. About 5 seconds after Beatrice's offer, I hopped into the warm toasty sleeping bag (haha!). We both huddled up, talked, laughed, and did Sudoku puzzles to pass the time away. I felt Jimmy's presence really strong, because we all know how much he loved Sudoku...spooky! Beatrice, muchas gracias por cuidar de mí y me de mantenimiento de calor!
Getting to the Start Line
Now when Mikey T. from our team told me where to drop off my bag (containing warm clothes for after the race) at the UPS truck in Runner's Village, I don't think he realized that I am the girl who leaves the mall and can't find her car in the parking lot. With over 30,000 people at Runner's Village, I became disoriented and could not find my way back to the team site. I know that we have a GPS chip on our sneaker to carry us through the finish line, but I guess I also needed a GPS to find my group back at the lot. haha. Many thanks to team members Mikey T., Tona sisters, and Diane B. for finding me so quickly. Thank God for runners who carry cell phones for emergencies or I may have never made it to the Start Line.
The Race that Separates the Winners from the Whiners (see attached map)
As our group moved forward from the Corral towards the Verrazano Bridge, you can feel the surge of anticipation and excitement (after all...we have been waiting for more than 4 hours to hit pavement.) Right before the bridge, all you see are runners stripping off their outer layers of clothes and tossing them to the side of the road. I heard that there is an organization that picks up the clothing for homeless shelters. I ran on the top level of the Verrazano and the view was stunning. The first 3 miles went by so quickly, probably from pure adrenaline. As I entered Brooklyn, I soaked up all the energy from the crowd and the bands playing. I can not count the number of children that I high-fived as I enjoyed the diversity and warmth of the neighborhoods.
My family and friends subway hopped, and it was really cool to see them at different points of the course, cheering for me and holding up a sign that said "We love you Debs!" (see attached picture). Many thanks Dad, Mom, Krystal, Andy, and Helen! The marathon would not have been the same with out all of you there.
I met the most amazing people on the course. There was Christian, who was legally blind, and was being guided on the course by his team. YGB Christian!!! There was Debbie from Texas, who was running the race despite being on chemo for breast cancer. YGB Debbie!!! There was Matt, who ran in full fireman gear. When I asked Matt why he was dressed in full gear he laughed and said, "that the marathon would be too easy for him". YGB Matt!!! I also had the opportunity to talk to members of the Japanese team and Italia team. I ran with Fiona from Ireland for about 12 miles. Everyone was committed to finishing the race. No excuses. All the runners were giving their very best. I can not explain in words what it feels like to be surrounded by more than 30,000 winners. It was an absolute privilege to be surrounded by true champions.
Mile 20- Why can't I feel my feet hit the pavement anymore?
As I entered the Bronx at mile 20 the aches and pain began to feel good?..and eventually all feelings of discomfort subsided into the background. All I could hear was the crowd and the beating of my heart, as I focused on taking deep breaths...in and out every fifth step (my pilates instructor was right...in the end it was the breathing and my core strength that would get me through the last 13 miles). As time passed, I don't remember my feet hitting the ground. I just focused on moving forward. I guess my legs just followed. I felt pure joy. It is like being in a place where nothing bad can happen to you-a place where only good exists.
The Finish Line
The last 0.2 miles was definitely the most grueling part of the race for me. "Italia" and I had managed to keep pace and support one another for the last 3 miles. As I saw the finish line, I caught a glimpse of Coach Pilla (who was coordinating the finish line and on the medic team). As I sprinted through the finish line with all that was left in me, I became humbled with emotion as tears started to flow. I hugged Coach Pilla overwhelmed with a feeling of bliss and peace that I have not felt since Jimmy was alive. When I first started running after Jimmy died 11 months ago, I ran to numb the pain of coming home to an empty house and a life without him. Then somewhere in the middle of my training, I ran to honor all those who could not run and for all those who lost loved ones to brain tumors. I now have a greater appreciation for having a healthy body and the gift of movement. As I crossed the finish line with Jimmy's medal, I finally understood why he loved me. I think what makes the NYC Marathon magical is that is brings together the very best of humanity. No matter what country you come from or what challenges in Life you are facing, we have all united to walk 26.2 miles is each other shoes. Thank you for coming out NYC and giving all of us runners the Ultimate Standing Ovation!!!
Foley's Victory Party
Many thanks to Genvieve and the crew at Foleys for a warm welcome and hosting a great victory party for Team McGraw. I really enjoyed spending time with my teammates and feel honored to have met more warriors in the fight against brain tumors. It was a privilege to be apart of a team of such courageous and inspiring people.
Many thanks to the friend who took Susan and me out to shoot pool at Slate's after the victory party. Sorry, I don't remember your name but since we talked about S.E. Hinton books, I will refer to you as Two-Bit. To be honest with you, since Jimmy passed away I have focused solely on my work and publications, planning Jimmy's Memorial, learning how to run and train for the NYC marathon, helping members in CNJBTSG, attended 4 funerals for support group members that ended there battle with brain cancer, lobbying in DC for S.2102 to pass, and fundraising for several brain tumor organizations in search of a cure. Many thanks, Two-Bit!! Shooting pool at Slate's reminded me that I have not spoken to or spent any time with my old friends who do not have brain tumors in the past 13 months. Thank you for being a gentleman and walking me back to my hotel. I thought you were hilarious and had a good time, even though the night did not end the way you wanted it to. As I entered my hotel room alone, and submerged my legs in a well-deserved ice bath, shivering with towels wrapped around my shoulders drinking a hot cup of tea, I thought to myself, "Huh...not bad for a Sunday!"
Debbie's Box Score
Last race: NYC Marathon- November 2, 2008
Total miles run for October 2008: 38 on land, approximately 46 miles in the pool
Injuries to date: None
Current challenges: (1) Maintaining body weight of 115 lbs. I would like to be 125 lbs by Jan 1, 2009. (2) Increasing flexibility in my hip flexors and hamstrings to prevent re-injury of ITB.
Lesson learned from NYC marathon 2008: "It's not the time you finish in, it's the TIME YOU HAVE WHILE FINISHING that's important!"-Unknown author but told to me by Eddie V. from my Saturday morning running group (who makes the best blueberry pancakes and team breakfast on the East Coast!!)
Next race: Since I already participated in 3 races with in the last 2 months, I think my parents will freak out if I do another race before Thanksgiving (best wishes to all of the friends running San Antonio on November 16! I will be cheering you on in Spirit!) So I am going to take a break from long distance running to gain some weight, build more muscle, strengthen my core, and increase my flexibility over the next two months.
So what's the next adventure? Anything I want, because the only certainty between birth and death is the passion and adventure of "playing the game of Life" with an open mind and an even bigger heart. I am grateful that Jimmy found his place in the world, before he had to leave it. I learned from Jimmy's death and the aftermath of grief that followed how to continue to enjoy my life like each day was my last...always giving my very best and sharing joy with others. This lesson in overcoming grief is perhaps a final and necessary training for all of us with families and long term relationships. Some how we get through it and maybe that is all we can hope for. That understanding, bitter as it is, is yet another one of the many gifts Jimmy has given me.