Spokane Marathon

Published October 13, 2019

I have a theory that to breathe is to live—and the more you breathe, like on a long mountain run, the more

you live. That sounds cosmic, but it’s really a simple statement: when you run up in beautiful country, breathing

all that clean air, there’s no better way to live ~ Micah True

Alarm buzz, still predawn dark.

Run shorts & layers. That time of year. Ya gotta pack lil’ of everything. Heat, rain, sleet/drizzle, snow. Weather: one thing you can’t change. All part of the journey. Autumn 🍂

FOOD Network binge, Saturday room service, early to bed. Woke RESTED, ready to run!

Backside of my first-class hotel, could see the START banner. Small group of folks bundled. Marathon-only; Halfers sleep ‘til 9. Music primed, ear buds readied, full stretch, pre-race prayer.

10 minutes to Start. Elevator, whew! COLD outside but…

NO RAIN. One of those grateful times weather folks get it wrong. Wind? Nope, not today. Pretty much perfect. Muted fall colour & last-minute race chatter. Queued, ready. GO GO GO!

5 miles of early-Sunday street. Air raw, never got warm. No pace bunny to keep me time-conscious. Next couple hours: Centennial Trail. Eye-candy tree cover; playlist of old-school country.

Mile 22: Doomsday Hill. Knew it was coming; well-timed WALK break – LOL> Two courses merged. Road-shared with the HALF, allowing both groups access UP Doomsday. double the LOVE ❤️

push, PUSH, push. Walk/jogged 25 ‘til I could eye the UPHILL FINISH. Argh – but I ran it.

#166. FREE race pic, classy Spokane. Green-screened in front of Clock Tower. Well done.

Hotel shower, post-race rewards. PIZZA & a Bloody Mary (gotta get in your veggies 😊)

Next Saturday: KANSAS CITY