The 2018 Walt Disney World Marathon Weekend (which is really 5 days long) culminated in the mother of all races, the one and only full marathon on Disney property. The WDW Marathon. It is THE race of the weekend, and this was the 25th anniversary of the marathon.
There were 75 perfect marathoners present, all of them having run every single WDW marathon ever held, meaning every year for the last 24 years! I can’t even imagine… Their bibs said “perfect marathoner”, they all got to start in the A corral, and were honored at an event where they were told they all were gifted free WDW marathon entry for life! What amazing athletes they are! Disney did a great job of honoring them and their accomplishment.
For those who were doing the Dopey (5K, 10K, half and full) or Goofy (half and full) challenges, THIS was the challenge. Hell, *just* running a marathon is a challenge! 26.2 miles is no easy feat, and remember, the first person to ever run a marathon, died at the end!
A marathon is defined as an endurance footrace over the distance of 26 miles and 385 yards, or 26.2 miles. And the triumph of will over reason. Let that sink in. Will over reason.
I was not new to runDisney, but this was my first Dopey challenge and my very first marathon. Prior to this day, the longest I had ever run was 22 miles. I was challenged by a nasty cold that began Thanksgiving weekend and lingered for weeks, and then horribly cold and snowy weather the end of December in Massachusetts where I live, which made training a challenge.
As I write this, it’s been about 10 days since I ran the WDW marathon. I’ve needed time to recover, process, and find the time to write about the experience. I’ve written reviews of each of the other races from Marathon weekend, as well as the Expo, and you can find them here:
Let me begin by saying this was both an amazing experience, and also, what a freaking Dopey idea this was!
So. Freaking. Early.
The morning of the marathon, the alarm went off at 2 am for the second day in a row. The previous 3 days the alarm was at 2:30 am. It was followed by a wake up call, just in case. I had maybe gotten 4.5 hours of sleep with the tossing and turning and fear I’d oversleep. I stumbled out of bed, turned the kettle on for some tea, and started to get dressed. I was tired. Sort of excited, but mostly tired. It was rather surreal I was soon going to run a marathon. Only crazy people run marathons… or get up at 2 am several days in a row, or ever…
Pro-tip: Lay everything out you need the night before. I had my bag check bag already filled with things I wanted post race, my water and nutrition laid out, even my tea bag and to go cup at the ready, my bib already on my sparkle skirt, all the layers I needed to stay warm in the corral (it was freaking cold the entire race weekend! Like hat and mittens and 6 layer cold!) It took me at least a half hour to gather everything the night before and make sure I had it all ready to go, but that’s a half hour I got to sleep later that morning. By the 4th day of getting up at stupid O’clock, if you try to do it in the morning, you are bound to forget something important and be late.
Flat Kimmy for the full, without the multiple warm up layers
Today, I carried some extra inspiration. I lost my daughter 13 years ago at the age of 3 to a furniture tip-over accident. You can learn more about it and the organization in her memory aimed at preventing tip-over accidents at www.meghanshope.org. I had a special bib made and wore it on my back, both to remind me that if I could survive losing her, I could surely run 26.2, but also in the hopes that those who read it would learn her story, too, and it might save a life.
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At 2:40 am, I was out the door, tea in hand, layered up with throw away clothes and a mylar blanket at the ready. I walked to the resort lobby (we were at Port Orleans Riverside) and right to a waiting luxury coach bus. It filled quickly and off we went.
Pre-Race logistics
The bus ride was quiet compared to the previous mornings, it drove right by the start corrals (hell, we could have walked to the start from our resort faster!) and it dropped us off about 10 minutes later, and we made the trek to the start area, just like the other mornings. I won’t go into as much detail here, but if you read my reviews of the other races, the set up was essentially the same every morning. You can find maps of the different areas in the event guide as well. It’s easy to log 5K of walking before you even start a race at Disney!
For the half and the full, they had queues set up for security bag check, but they moved quickly. The DJ was doing his best to get folks pumped up. The lines for pictures with Dopey and Goofy were long all pre-race, but Pluto, Mickey, and Minnie were there, too.
There were plenty of porta potties in the pre-race area, a runDisney tent, a massage tent, and the usual family reunion area (flags with letters of the alphabet on them) for meeting folks pre and post race.
Although spectators could join you at the pre-start holding area, if they wanted to spectate the start, they had to exit and go another way. Only runners with valid bibs were allowed through the gEAR check tents to access the corrals.
It was warmer this morning, and by warmer, I mean it was 40 degrees, but it dropped a few degrees just before race start and there was a wind chill, so it still felt like it was literally freezing. Still, compared to the previous 3 days, it felt quite balmy.
I hung around with Team Shenanigans. If you’ve not discovered this running team or their podcast, I strongly suggest you check them out! We did our group photo about 3:45 am. Many of the team members were in line for photos or had not yet arrived.
At about 4 am, Sarge (the green army guy from Toy Story) appeared on a small stage by the gEAR bag check tent. He started commanding all the “soldiers” AKA, runners, to the corrals. He was quite entertaining. One of my favorite comments was “Come on, soldiers! Let’s go! It’s time to make your way to the start. Bring your tin-foil blankets with you, in case you need to wrap a sandwich later!” Many runners had mylar blankets to keep warm, hence the tinfoil comment.
Why do you need to be there so freaking early? Why do they call you to the corrals at 4 am for a 5:30 race start? Because it’s Disney and they need to get 26,000 runners through and into their corrals prior to go time. And it’s a bit of a walk to get there!
Bag Check and the Corral Crawl
When you were ready, you went through the bag or gEAR check tent to access the corrals. This was also organized alphabetically. If you check a bag, it must be the clear runDisney bag given to you at the expo, though you can put other bags inside of it like a small backpack or string bag. It’s quite large. You will receive a label to write your bib number on, be asked to tie your bag, and hand it to a volunteer. They do a good job organizing the bags and checking to be sure your bib number matches when you claim your bag post race.
Even if you did not check a bag, the only way to the corrals is through the bag check area. On the other side of the bag check were more porta potties, water, and flags with names of Disney characters that also made for good meeting spots. This was also where you ended up post finish chute, so it was an opportunity to identify where you could reunite with others who were running. Of course if you’ve never run a race at Disney before, since it was dark, stupid early, and all the focus was in the direction of the corrals, you probably wouldn’t notice the vast finish area on the other side/behind you.
It’s about a 10-15 min walk to the corrals, depending on how fast you move. It’s usually a slow cattle crawl and wall to wall people. It’s like walking zombies. Some still half asleep, some contemplative, some excitedly chatting about the race, many still drinking their coffee. There was a DJ about half way there, amping up the energy and excitement.
Generally, the energy on the walk to and in the corrals were much more subdued and quiet this morning. Maybe because it was so freaking early. Maybe because for us Dopeys, the consecutive crazy early mornings and time on our feet was taking a toll. Maybe because the fact running 26.2 miles is no easy feat and we were questioning our life choices about that… It was definitely a different energy. A more serious and contemplative energy. There was nervous excitement, doubt, fear, an eagerness to begin, and a sort of vague “is this really happening” vibe hanging in the air, and I was still really not comprehending (or acknowledging) what I was about to do.
There were volunteers directing runners which way to go to access particular corrals. They did check everyone’s bib to be sure you were entering the correct corral. You can always drop back, but you cannot move to a higher corral. Because of the new waved starts and fewer corrals, people were in a hurry to get to the front of their corrals to buy the most time they could on the course.
Once in the corral, people stood, sat, stretched, chatted with those around them, danced, some even slept! The DJ played until about 5 am, doing his best to wake everyone up and get them psyched to run 26.2 miles. At about 5, the race announcers were introduced. They did their thing for about 20 minutes. With about 15 min to the start I really had to pee. I knew there were also portapotties about 1/2 mile into the race, but I didn’t want to lose time that early, and there is always a line. Many were sneaking out of the corral fencing through a gap and using the woods (opposite from where the actual portapotties were). A fellow Shenanigan and myself decided it was the only option. So off we went into the woods, behind a tree, and with the added protection/shield of the mylar blanket, I actually peed in the woods. There is a first time for everything. I doubt I could have run without peeing myself if I hadn’t! We were not the only one who opted to take advantage of the woods, either.
There were portapotties right before you got to the corral loading areas, but it was not easy to get out of the corral and go back to use the portapotties. Especially so close to go time, as I was near the front of my corral and there were hundreds and hundreds of people behind me.
Go time!
About 10 min before race start, the National Anthem was sung. Dopey made an appearance with Goofy and Donald, and Mickey counted it down, and then the wheelchairs were off with fireworks and music. About 2 or 3 minutes later, the WDW marathon began and the fireworks were really amazing. What a celebratory send off!
The excitement was definitely on an upswing. Everyone woke up after the Anthem and was getting pumped up. They were going to release the runners in 25 mini waves, each with the song from the #1 Disney movie of the past 25 years, counting from 25 to present. It took about an hour for all the runners to cross the start line.
I was in the D corral. My proof of time was a 2:21 half marathon if that helps you figure out what corral you might be in. I believe there were 2-3 corrals with a POT for a half between 2 hr and 2:30! It wasn’t long before we were moving toward the start. It seemed like the waves were every 2-3 minutes. I crossed the start line at 5:47 am. Which was 1 minute later than I started the day prior for the half. These were my corral mates.
Just past the start, was this inspiring billboard
I started running with a small group of Shenanigans, but my yoga pants that I had on over my running skirt kept falling down, so I had to run off to the grass and wrestle them off over my shoes about 2 minutes in. That set me back about a minute. Because they all ran straight out, and I preferred to interval, I quickly lost them and ran alone for about a mile and a half. About a mile in, I shed one of my top layers as well. Disney collects all the thrown clothing and donates it!
This is the course map:
Character stops and photo ops
Disney is about the race experience. And you should get your money’s worth by taking advantage of the on course entertainment and character stops if time allows. I did not stop for all of them, but I decided to stop for Darkwing Duck and Scrooge and saw a few more Shenanigans.
We all ended up catching up with a big group of the team around mile 3 or so, for a photo op with the Evil Queen. She was awesome. Only her eyes moved and expressed her concern about all of us rushing toward here for a photo!
We tend to have a faster runner hold a spot in a character line, as we all catch up we join them, but we only take one group picture and then run on. It’s fun! I was able to run with some number of this group for quite some time.
My parents were at the TTC, at about mile 4. To get there, they got on the bus from the resort about 4:30 am to the start area, walked to the monorail and took it to the TTC, then walked to the course. They were at their spot in time to see the first runners go by. If you wish to spectate a Disney race, you still have to get up crazy early and know where you can and cannot go to access the viewing areas ahead of time. It is detailed in the event guide. It always takes way longer than you expect to go from place to place because of road closures and the sheer number of people who want to spectate.
I saw them and ran over and gave them a hug. All the Shenanigans waved to them. Then we were off. We were mostly running 2 min and 30 seconds intervals, and walking 30 seconds when we were not waiting in line for a character. This was not the interval ratio I was used to, (I usually do 60:30) but they were running about a 13 min pace, so I was keeping up okay. There was also a marching band playing at the TTC. We noticed the first Parade Bus there as well, waiting (sweep bus). I believe this is probably the very first sweep point on the course, as it was the first bus I noticed.
The Magic Kingdom!
We got to run into the Magic Kingdom under the train station! It’s about mile 5. This was so cool! It’s a new way to enter Main St., and everyone loved it! The citizens of Main St., the ones who used to do the Welcome Show, were standing over the arch waving and welcoming runners to the Magic Kingdom. Lots of people ran off in front of the train station for a photo.
As you ran under the entry arch, you could hear the cow bells and clappers and cheering that is Main St. There is nothing like it. And we got there early enough that the icicle lights were still visible on the castle. Magical! A lot of people slow down and walk until the castle is in view, then they run to the hub, hop off the course and take photos, then hop back on. The left side and around the hub is where spectators are allowed to be.
The reason so many run Disney
Hooray!
Once in the Magic Kingdom, we totally goofed around. Not quite as much as we did for the half marathon, but we savored Main St. and the Castle, there was a team bathroom break, several photo ops including an epic one with Cinderella’s step-sisters, and just enjoying the time to play in the park a bit. We had time to kill, we didn’t want to get to Animal Kingdom too early, Everest was on the agenda!
Shenanigan bathroom selfie. The team that pees together, stays together! And everytime a stall door opened and it was a member of our team, there was a cheer! Only when you are 3, or a member of this running team, do you get applause for going potty!
Steampunk dragon, as you exit the MK backstage
Back side of the castle, yes, running through the castle is cool!
Tweedle and Shenanigans
This was the most fun we’ve had a photo stop, ever!
The carousel
After we exited the Magic Kingdom, it was the dreaded cone alley. It’s narrow and really hard to run even if you want to, at least with any consistent cadence or speed. Running off the pavement is risky for turning an ankle, but really the only way around people. By the Grand Floridian and the Poly, spectators can cheer, and the course opens up a bit.
The sun was now above the horizon, so sunglasses were needed, and the chill in the air began to subside. And there was a character stop with UP! around mile 8.5 ish, which was cool. My sister was also at mile 7 ish, and handed me some extra tailwind, which I’m glad I took, because she missed me at the AK, and I’d have been in trouble later otherwise.
Characters from Up! Rare!
Me, mile 7.7, felt good!
After about mile 9, the sun became a welcome source of warmth. The scenery got a little boring, and we had the lovely pleasure of running by the wastewater treatment plant. Yeah, it smelled like you think it would. The water stop volunteers assured us the water was not from that plant. I felt bad they had to be there all day, we only had to run by.
Around mile 10 or 11 ish, we stopped for another photo with Hades and then at a medical tent for Tylenol. My feet were starting to hurt. They sharpied an x on your hand and you were given ONE lousy Tylenol! I actually had some in my pocket as well if I needed it.
Soon we were backstage at the Animal Kingdom. I only saw a big rabbit, but not until I ran past it. I was hoping for a goat, but I didn’t see one. I love goats! There were some cast members from the Lion King show taking photos, but we did not stop for them. It was after 9 am, and we were focused on getting to Everest and the next real bathroom! There were some spectators and park goers by the time we entered the AK. They had pretty narrow paths for the non-runners to walk. Some seemed rather annoyed, and probably had no idea the race was going on until they arrived at the park that day.
We stopped at a real bathroom and then got in line for Everest. The stand by line said 30 minutes, but the cast member said it probably wasn’t that long, and the single rider line was likely longer. There were 9 of us, so we picked up a lone runner and filled a coaster car! The wait was more like 12 minutes. We were tracking the balloon ladies who were about an hour behind us at this point. We had just crossed the half marathon mark at 9:15 am, at which time my average pace was 14:22, even with all the stops we had made up to this point. That was before we rode Everest. The downside of riding Everest mid- run is it eats time, and you cool off by standing around and then sitting. We probably lost about a half hour of time from the bathroom stop until we were off Everest, and we were all chilled. It was SO FREAKING FUN though! Where the hell else can you ride a roller coaster in the middle of a marathon?!?!
When I got off, I was texting my sister, as she was going to try to see me as I exited the AK. She was still waiting for a bus to the AK from the Poly! It had been over an hour. So I told her to just get on the monorail to EPCOT. Note to future spectators, you can’t reasonably see your runner at both the MK (or TTC/Poly) and the AK, primarily because the traffic and wait times for transportation are too long. Many of the roads are closed because the runners are using them, so I recommend AK and finish or MK and EPCOT/finish, not all 3.
Walls and running is stupid
In the process of texting (I can’t text and run, especially on those narrow pathways and with so many people around me) I lost the group I was running with. Again. About mile 15, I started to fade. I had not been following my training pattern at all, and I was getting tired. I wasn’t sure what to do. I tried to go back to my usual intervals, but my runkeeper was not on and I didn’t feel like futzing with my headphones and the music and all that. I was a bit cranky and not thinking clearly. I was also getting dehydrated and wilting in the sun and in need of sugar, but I didn’t realize it for another mile or so. I saw the gravediggers, and stopped for a photo. Of course, more Shenanigan members came along.
It felt good to lay down, I really didn’t want to get back up!
I remembered I had one of those delicious caramels in my pocket so I ate that and made myself drink quite a bit of water with tailwind. It made me feel better pretty quickly. Yep. Blood sugar crash. I also ate one of my honey stinger waffle cookies over the next mile or so and an applesauce, and I felt much better. I was also thinking more clearly and my mood improved significantly.
It’s at times like this, the saying that distance running is mostly a mental sport makes a world of sense.
Back to basics
Shortly after that, I resumed my 60:30 intervals and to my surprise, caught up to the group I lost after Everest a little before we entered ESPN. Running in the full sun on the highway, and having temps in the 50’s and 60’s after it had been so cold, along with the previous several days of running/walking the parks and getting up early, was taking it’s toll on most of us and we were overall slowing our pace. We all took our salt tablets and made sure to refill water bottles. The running hive mind was helpful. One of us would remember something we should do, and the rest of us would go, “Oh, yeah. Thanks for reminding me!” It takes a village…
The volunteers were fantastic all throughout the course. Be sure to thank them. They are out there longer than most runners and up even earlier! At the water stops, they had both cups of water and bottles of water they’d refill your personal hydration bottles with. I was purposefully drinking more water, and water with tailwind more consistently, and was feeling better.
The dreaded ESPN miles
Everyone complains about ESPN, but I actually didn’t mind it. I loved that it was different and it wasn’t just running on pavement on the highway anymore. I failed to take photos though. I was getting rundumb by then! There were different surfaces to run on, different things to see, and it went by faster than I thought it would, even though it ate up about 4 miles. I didn’t think about what was next, one foot in front of the other.
At about mile 18 ish I started to crash again, but this time, it was hard and fast. My heart rate was up and I was dizzy. I stopped to pee and almost passed out. I knew my blood pressure was low, which meant I was dehydrated. I had more sugar, added the tailwind to my water bottle, the whole packet, and ate another waffle cookie. There was also a banana station, and I forced myself to eat the banana and drink the tailwind every walk break.
I once again lost the folks I was running with when I stopped to pee. I kinda hit a wall there. I walked for a bit while I ate my banana and then my honey stinger waffle cookie and my last caramel. I pounded the water/tailwind. I read my email and Facebook and texts to distract myself. I texted my sister, and she sent words of encouragement. By mile 19 and change, the sugar/hydration kicked in, and I felt better and by mile 20, I caught back up to them! Which means I was running faster than they were in order to do so. They switched their intervals to 60:30 as well at that point, which is what I was already doing, and we were about a half hour to 45 minutes ahead of the balloon ladies. When we left ESPN, the clean up trucks were going in and the runners behind the balloon ladies going into ESPN had been swept.
The freaking hill of an on-ramp at mile 20 looms like a freaking mountain. Sarge is there, trying to motivate folks to keep moving. As we approached that hill, most everyone was walking. They looked sad and tired and dejected. There was music playing. Sweet Caroline! When we’d run, (a group of about 6 of us) it was almost as if people got annoyed with us. We of course, sang the obligatory “Ba, ba, ba” and “so good, so good, so good!” We got dirty looks instead of fellow runner participation! It was not the happiest run on earth for most people at that point, and certainly not magical for many, either. The wall was being hit hard, but most everyone. I was starting to break through the wall at this point. As you came down the hill, you saw the entrance to the Studios!
We passed some people who were really struggling in this stretch. The medical tents were busier and busier each one we passed. We decided to walk up the hill. No point in wasting energy now. As we crested the hill, we ran down and saw the Studios ahead! In my mind, the Studios meant I was *almost* there.
The Studios!!
As we entered the studios backstage, I felt my mood lift. It was almost the home stretch. And there was CHOCOLATE! M+M’s and a few other assorted candies. The sugar was welcome, even though I typically can’t stand M+M’s. It was much needed and appreciated.
We came into the park by Rock n Roller Coaster, and after many miles of nothing but road, there were spectators cheering runners on again! It was here, that I lost my running mates to beer. I opted to keep going without them. I was afraid if I stopped again, I’d be screwed, and I just wanted to be done, and besides, I don’t like beer. They planned to walk it in the rest of the way while they drank. I cheered them and carried on. There was nice crowd and cheer support from this point all the way to the finish. It definitely helped lift the energy and motivate me onward.
The moment I realized I was going to do this
As I turned the corner to exit the studios, I was overwhelmed with emotion and fought back tears. Apparently I was not the only one, as volunteers had boxes of Kleenex available for the runners. In my mind, my goal was to make it to the studios. If I could do that, I knew adrenaline would carry me the rest of the way. It was at this point I realized I would finish this thing. I’d actually complete a marathon and the Dopey challenge. Nothing but a 5K to go! I could walk the rest of the way and still finish ahead of the balloon ladies at this point.
I felt a renewed sense of energy and settled in to my 60:30 intervals. A few of the Shenanigan faster runners, who were riding all the rides (it was epic, how many they rode!) passed me, and slowed to ask if I was ok or needed anything. They wished me well, assured me I had this, and off they went to ride the Fiesta ride in Mexico and get their margarita! That’s part of the reason I love this team. They had no idea who I was before that morning, but they are so warm and welcoming and supportive. I’ve no doubt if I said I was struggling, they’d have hung with me until I got through it.
It’s at the point where you run past the parking area for the Studios, toward the walkway that leads to the Boardwalk, that the last hard sweep with a Parade bus is. It’s not that you are safe by any means at this point, but if you get this far, adrenaline will likely carry you the rest of the way. I was not in danger of being swept at any point, but it’s a mental goal for the marathoners, to get past that point.
From the studios, you run down the path toward the Boardwalk, then over the bridge and past the Swan and Dolphin, Yacht and Beach Club, and through toward the International Gateway, where you divert back stage briefly, and emerge near Britain. You then run counterclockwise around the World Showcase. There is a decent amount of crowd support and folks cheering all along this route, which definitely helps.
I texted my sister as I entered EPCOT, a bit emotional again, realizing I was truly in the home stretch. I wanted to figure out exactly where she was so I didn’t miss her. She was at the American Pavilion with my celebratory cocktail! I stopped for the special mile 25 25th Anniversary photo op. I’m glad I used my cell phone, because I still don’t have this photo in my photo pass photos, or the one in front of the castle!
Then I ran to my sister, where I told her I was never doing this again and that I was so tired! She handed me my beverage and it tasted soooooo good! The sugar in it and the fact it was a slushie (with vodka and limoncello) also made it all the more delicious!
I walked the last half mile through EPCOT. Didn’t want to spill my drink! I toasted my Shenanigan teammates at Mexico, and team margarita, but I opted to keep going again. A few of them did run it in with me. I do wish I had waited and finished with them as a big group, but at that point, I was so tired and my feet were killing me and my blood pressure super low, that I just wanted to finish.
As I came under Spaceship earth, the crowd support increased, and then, I heard them. The angelic voices of that gospel choir! They are across from the mile 26 marker, and they bring the runners home. They are fantastic! I stopped to take a snippet of a video and do a little dance and then off to the finish chute.
The Finish
As I exited EPCOT and entered the finish chute, I stopped briefly to take a photo, and then found my parents and stopped to see them for a minute or two before finishing. I told them this was the dumbest idea I ever had! They, and everyone around them laughed, and agreed!
And with that, I jogged to the finish the last few hundred feet, with my beverage high in the air, high fived Chip (or Dale), and finished the Dopey challenge. I even got a shout out from John Pelkey, the announcer (he loves Team Shenanigans). I crossed that line and got a little something in my eye… It wasn’t an ugly cry, it was a “holy crap, thank God that’s over, I can’t believe I did it, why am I not more excited” sort of choked up half cry.
Holy crap, I just ran (well, Shenaniganed) a marathon!
As I made my way to a volunteer to receive my medal, she put the massive Mickey medal around my neck and congratulated me on being a marathoner. It still hadn’t registered.
I walked the finish chute like a zombie. Mylar blanket. Check. Water. Check. runDisney snack box with those crack tortilla chips? Check. Whoa. Surprise 25th anniversary commemorative marathon ears?! Sweet! Do you think I could get them on with all the other crap in my hands? No. A lovely volunteer placed them on my head for me.
All the marathon runners received commemorative 25th anniversary Mickey ears at the finish!
Then to the challenge tent. You stepped onto a timing mat, which I presume read your bib and your photo popped up on the laptop. It verified you were you and that you completed all the races. Then you were allowed through and given your Goofy and Dopey challenge medals. Clank. Clank. Clank. Went all the medals.
I felt as spacey as I looked. 7 hours on course. 3 hours on my feet before that, most of it in the cold. Approx 5000 calories burned. Not nearly that many consumed. What a Dopey idea!
Finally, a photo op with your medals and an I did it! sign, and then to bag check and family reunion. I found my family and lowered myself to the ground like an old woman. I wanted to lie flat, take off my shoes, and put my feet up. My dad came over and let me rest my feet on his belly. I drank my water, had some applesauce and those salty delicious tortilla chips.
My sister finally made her way from EPCOT to the finish and greeted me with a hug after an excited congratulatory text. She was way more excited than I was at that moment. I was so freaking tired. It took me 7 hours to complete the marathon. I had expected 6-6.5.
My sister was awesome support throughout Dopey! And a great chEAR-er for all the runners!
My sister was more excited than I was!
Best. ChEAR. Squad. EVER! My parents and my aunt! They chEARed for hours for all the runners! They probably chEARed for you!
Post race perspective
The days of walking the parks and the previous days’ mileage, consecutive early morning wake ups, lack of sufficient sleep, and the weather challenges all added up and certainly made the Dopey challenge, a challenge. Although really, it was the second half of the marathon that was the only real physical and mental challenge.
Like most runners, I said never again immediately after finishing. Now that it’s been 10 days, I am still saying Dopey was one and done. It was an amazing experience and I’m so glad I did it, but it’s so expensive to run Disney and to vacation and see the parks. You can’t do both the way you want to, and every night we ended up abandoning our park plans in favor of sleep. The fact it was crazy cold and the parks were super crowded didn’t help. Of course the weather can be cold like it was, or crazy hot in January, you never know. But the parks are always crowded Marathon weekend, with around 100,000 people there just for the races, not counting the regular vacationing folks who have no idea Marathon weekend is a thing.
I had a blast, but it’s really ideal to either just run at Disney or just vacation at Disney, or, vacation AFTER you run, not before or during, especially if you are doing the longer races or a challenge.
Never again???
I also said I’d likely never run another marathon either. Now, I find myself thinking that maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if I ONLY ran a marathon. One where I got enough sleep, didn’t do any other races before it or log crazy miles walking at theme parks, and only trained for a marathon, not a 4 day, 48.6 mile endurance challenge of craziness. Of course it’s not the race that’s the problem. It’s the time the training takes, and finding a marathon that has the kind of course support and time limit I’d need. I could run a marathon in around 5 hours if all I did was run. 🙂
I’m now part of the .05% of Americans who ever complete a marathon. .05% of Americans have ever run an official 26.2 miles. Even fewer did it the Dopey way! When I look at it that way, I guess I do feel pretty badass.
Yet it doesn’t feel like I actually did it. I don’t feel “special”. I don’t feel like I can legit say I’m part of that club. It’s so surreal. I keep waiting for it to hit me. I don’t feel that excited, euphoric, “I”m a marathoner!” feeling I thought I would. Maybe because I was so slow and stopped so often for pictures and to ride a freaking roller coaster, it didn’t *feel* like a traditional marathon? Maybe because I was so tired and spacey when I finished, I missed it? Maybe my expectations were not in line with reality?
I did PR in fun running the Dopey challenge though. If you are going to do it, take your time and have FUN! Soak it all in, stop for pictures, meet new people, join a running team or group and connect with them when you get there! Team Shenanigans is a warm, welcoming, crazy fun group of people. I had an absolute blast running with them and they helped me get through the rough spots.
Their slogan is put fun in your run, and they do it in spades. There were probably 50+ members there for marathon weekend, and I ran with many of them on and off. Some for the majority of races, some just for a picture here and there, some for a mile and some for just a few strides. Everyone is supportive of everyone else, there is no judgment for how fast or slow you are, and did I mention they have fun like it’s their job?
The downside of having all that fun, was I didn’t run the marathon anywhere close to how I trained. It had a negative impact in terms of muscle fatigue and a lack of awareness/remembering to hydrate and fuel regularly. I didn’t use my intervals consistently, or barely at all. I didn’t have my music or feedback on my pace. I hit a few walls and crashed a few times as a result, and that never happened in training. The stopping and starting with waiting in lines for pictures also probably impacted my muscles in ways I was not used to, especially because it was so cold. I imagine that is part of why I was such a spaceshot post race. That, and running that far makes me pretty rundumb!
Recovery, Recovery, Recovery
I went back to the hotel, put my feet up the wall and did some gentle stretches for a bit, took a long, warm shower, kept drinking and snacking, and then we went to Trattoria for dinner maybe 2.5 hours later. I didn’t have time for a nap! Although everyone says keep moving, even though your muscles say no, it speeds recovery. After dinner, we once again abandoned our evening plans and were asleep by 7:45. I slept for 10 hours! Like a rock.
The next day, I went to the Animal Kingdom for several hours before heading to the airport. I was STARVING. All I did was eat. All. Day. Long. Other than a blister on each of my middle toes, and tired, slightly swollen legs and feet, I felt pretty good. I walked more slowly than usual, and appreciated sitting periodically to eat or ride or watch a show. I wore very fashionable Teva’s with socks, as the thought of wearing a closed toe anything made me cringe. It actually felt good to be out and about, and likely helped to keep moving the next day, especially since I was flying home that evening.
The past two weeks have been recovery weeks. It took about 5 days for the swelling in my feet and ankles to subside completely, and when I wasn’t working, I mostly sat. I had my ballroom dance lesson 3 days post marathon and I felt pretty good, but my legs felt tired with very little dancing. Walking. Good. Anything else, legs say WTF are you doing? We’re not ready for that yet! I’ve danced more and more, and my legs feel more and more like they normally do. A massage also helped.
My plan is to do an easy recovery run at 2 weeks post marathon, then resume my usual training. Everyone has told me your legs feel heavy and tired the first few runs out post marathon/Dopey, and it can take several weeks before it really subsides.
I’m starting to look at races for the coming year, and have a 5K in March I hope to PR, and a local half-marathon planned for April, and Bird-in-Hand half in September on the horizon so far.
So yeah. I’m a marathoner. A Dopey marathoner. What an amazing experience it was.
P.S. I finally put that 26.2 magnet on my car. 🙂