Inaugrual Star Wars Weekend - Half Marathon

It was the morning of the 6th race in 11 days.  Some would say I am a little off, pushing the back to back races a little bit too much, but I love these races, and I love running, so off we go.  The night before I had already set out my clothes for the race.  While the 10k was focused on Luke and Yoda, today would be Boba Fett.  Since Disney dislikes full masks, I went for a Fett hat, and a Boba Fett tech shirt. 

Like the 10k, Coach Shannon would be running this race, and my wife Sallie would be cheering us on. For this race, Coach Shannon was dressed as R2D2, though her beep/boop needed some work.

The Short Walk to the Start

We met Coach Shannon in the lobby of our hotel and started to walk to the corrals.  We were a little over a mile away from the start of the race, so we took the walk slow and chatted with other runners as we entered the Disneyland property.  The corrals are on the main road between Downtown Disney and the main park, so we never needed to enter the park to get to the corrals. The corrals were the same as the previous days 10k, with 6 corrals, all a bit larger then the normal corral sizes for Disneyland races.  Coach Shannon and I would be starting in corral A, but I could not convince Coach Shannon to head to the front of the corral.

As we got to the corral, Coach Shannon headed to the entrance at the back of the corral, while I went to warm up near the front.  As one would expect with a Disney race, as well as one themed for Star Wars, there were a great deal of costumes.  We had joked on the way to the race that it would be awesome, and insane, if someone ran in a full Chewy suit.  As crazy as that sounded, as I was stretching on a fence, up walks Chewy, heading into Corral A.

The Start, in a Galaxy Far, Far Away

The start of the Half Marathon was as extravagant as the 10k, with a huge screen on the Start Line arch showing clips for the original movies.  Of to the side stood the announcers, who would drop into skits every 5-10 minutes or so that included major characters from the movies.  This time around the skits were more mature, and went without a hitch.  I knew Sean Astin was running this race, so I hunted a bit for him, but never found him in the corral, or on the course.

 

As the start time became eminent, I started to go over the course in my head.  Unlike the Avengers Half Marathon, this course will utilize a bit more of the parks, and will head south versus south east.  We would also avoid Angels Stadium and the dust bowl that is the canals leading up to it.

The course looked interesting, and I was looking forward to trying it out.  With a few minutes to go before the start of the race, I headed to the front of the corral and readied myself for a fun race.  My plan would be to run at a moderately hard pace, as I knew I was not recovered from the last 10 days.  Holding back will be a challenge, but it was one I needed to meet or I would have serious issues by the middle of the race.

And We are Off...

In the dark, the fireworks went off and the race started.  The first half mile matched that of the 10k, with a single hill that we needed to climb before we headed into the the park.  The next 4 and a half miles would be through the two parks, with some back lot roads before we hit Anaheim and the meat of the course.  The first two miles wandered through the Magic Kingdom and some of the parks back lot.  many a Disneyland employees were out cheering us on, and as we rounded a corner heading past the fourth mile, we ran into our first, set of Star Wars characters.  First up was a set of Jedis, which I skipped in favor of the Storm Troopers.  A quick photo with them and I was off.  Due to being near the front of the race start, there wasn't much of a line for the characters.

Once we left this area, we headed further into California Adventure.  At one point, near the end of the park, I saw a line forming to my left.  Swinging over to see what was there, I saw the great Chewy taking photos with runners.  unlike all of the other characters, Chewy had a serious line.  It took about 3-4 minutes to get through the line, but it was worth it.

Now that the parks were over, it was time to head off into Anaheim.

Miles 5-7

We left the park and entered onto Harbor Blvd, the main road in front of the parks.  The crowds were slowly growing, as it was still dark out, with the sun creeping over the horizon.  At the 5 mile mark, a cosplayer was dressed up as Chewy with a large sign "Free Hugs!".  While I didn't partake in the hugs, many runners took the time out to get a hug from Chewy.  From here is was a straight and open road full of runners and cheering vacationers and locals.  I was running with a pack of runners all looking for a sub 2 hour pace, chatting with them about the differences between this course and the Avengers course.  As we got to mile 6, we heard a roster crow as the sun rose past the horizon.  Even though Anaheim is a city, there are many places that have small sets of livestock.  This course allowed us to see some of this area, giving us a feel for the diversity of people and cultures of L.A. and Anaheim.

The cheering and crowd reduced the further south we went.  At this point, we weaved through a few streets and turned right onto Garden Blvd and to the 7 mile marker.  The crowd was gone, and all we had for a cheering section were cars going by.

Miles 7-11

This part of the course wandered through an urban housing area and shopping strip in the south of Anaheim.  I had lost the pack I was running with, and they seemed to slow down a bit and thus fell back.  I was keeping a 1:50ish pace, and things felt good, almost easy, so I kept moving with the same effort, knowing that I was more then halfway done.  The path ended up being a square-like path that first went past the Garden Grove Argonauts field, a local field for the Garden Grove High School.  Here we found the cheering squad back, as the local high school came out to cheer, as did the local cosplay group.

This race they were out in their Star Wars garb, which included several members of the 501st.

 

(Photos courtesy of Shannon Scalan)

This brought a surge of energy to my body and legs, and I suspect I sped up a bit running through the line of Star Wars icons, high-fiving as many as I could.  The course headed on to Euclid St, where we could see the other runners as they running past the field.  I strained to find Coach Shannon, Sean Astin, or some of my friends from last weeks Dopey Challenge, but I failed to catch site of any of them.  This part of the course was a bit dreary, as it went through a strip mall with some homeless and some buildings in disrepair.  We left the are and on to Chapman, as we turned right and headed back to Harbor Blvd.  The crowd had started to grow at this point, as we came up to mile 10.  Local residences had some interesting items they were giving out for runners, from candy, to water, to beer.  It was a little early for beer, so I skipped that table and headed towards mile 11 and Harbor Blvd.

Miles 11-13.1

As we get back to Harbor Blvd, I realize that there were still runners on the other side of the course, passing miles 5 and 6 and just hitting the halfway mark.  Turning onto Harbor, I wandered toward the center of the road, which would give me the best chance to high-five runners coming in the other direction.  This was something I enjoyed doing, and it kicked up my spirits even more.  While I was doing the high-fives, a female runner came up to me and asked what pace I was running.  I told her around 1:50, which made her smile, as she was looking to beat 1:55.  She was struggling a bit, so I agreed to pace for her, and we headed down Harbor and a nice brisk pace.  We chatted a bit on her goals, running, and random other things, mainly to keep her mind off of the pain she was in while keeping the pace.  Chewy was still out on the road, getting hugs and high-fives.

At mile 12, we turned left off of Harbor Blvd and headed down the last real road before heading into the the park and the finish line.  She was still keeping up with me, but she started to fade a bit.  I tried to keep her spirits up, with another runner joining us at that pace to help push everyone to the finish line.  We turned right onto the main road we started on and I told the female runner she had this, and would break 1:55 easily.  The other runner with me wanted to kick the rest of the race, so I gave her my best wishes and we started to kick the speed up with .5 miles left.

We turned left into the parking lot, with a roar of cheers from the massive crowds that had now gathered.  This pushed the adrenaline even higher, and by the time we hit the street leading to the finish line, the fellow runner had backed off.  He started to cheer me on and push me with some choice words and I went for an all out sprint for the last 400 meters.  The crowds were loud and as I charged through the finish line I could hear my wife Sallie screaming my name and cheering me on.

Later I would find out what she was actually saying was that I blew by Darth Goofy, and to go back and high-five him.  Instead I met her on the path to get the medals, where she handed me a bag of medals from the week before.  I wanted to have my photos with all 10 medals, to show the fun we have had over the last 11 days.

After the photos, I met Sallie at the bleachers and we cheered on all of the runners while waiting for Coach Shannon to cross the finish line.  This is one of the fun parts of a race, something I look forward to.  I know how much the cheers mean to runners, so I always make it a point to stand on the course and cheer all of the runners.

Coach Shannon, in her usually awesome style, charges through the finish line with a huge smile.  I catch up with Sallie and we both head back to the runners area to meet up with Shannon.  As expected, she was all smiles.

 

We headed back to the hotel to relax and shower.  Shannon had to leave latter that day, so we said goodbye, and headed to our rooms.  Sallie and I cleaned up and wandered back into the parks for the rest of the days.  It always helps recovery to keep on your feet after a race, so that the acids can be worked out of the muscles and the soreness is reduced for the next two days.

Overall, it was a fun race, and the course was different enough to make it worth trying again, versus duplicating the Avengers Half course.  I am looking forwar dto trying this again and being a Dopey Rebel for a second year in a row.  This time, though, Sallie may have a chance to run it, as she will not be doing her first marathon the week before.

The Deadpool....Avengers Half Marathon

Yes, Stark said I was an Avenger!

Lately, I have been trying to get back into the fun of running.  Specifically, I wanted to get my mind to think of something other than a new PR, or how to win, or possibly qualify for Boston.  This meant that I needed to start doing runs and races where I could just let loose, have some fun, and not care where I place.  Enter the Wonderful World of Disney ™.  Earlier in the year, I had signed up for a string of Disney races:  Avengers Half-Marathon, Star Wars Half Marathon, and the Dopey Challenge.  None of them sound serious, and none of them truly are.  The first of these races would be the Avengers Half-Marathon, two weeks after the grueling NYC Marathon at the beginning of November, and after a mile and 5k race the weekend before.  The Avengers Half would be hosted at Disneyland in Anaheim, which would be a new course for my wife Sallie and I.

 

Off to the Expo, not Bob!

Saturday – Expo and Disneyland

Sallie and I flew in Friday night, knowing that the Expo opened Friday, and that all of the cool race-specific items would be gone by the time we got to the expo Saturday.  This was reinforced as our friend Shannon, a coach for Potomac River Running, who got into Anaheim Thursday and went to the expo Friday.  Lines were the name of the game for her, and most of the gear had already been purchased by the time she got to the official store.  She did get me a “Hulk Smash Avengers Half!” t-shirt, which was awesome.

Sallie outside the Expo

We made it to the expo early Saturday morning, after I knocked out my shakeout run.  A run that wasn’t very good and displayed just how much I haven’t yet recovered from the last two weeks of racing.  My Achilles was not happy, nor was my hip.  Tomorrow wasn’t looking to be my “Happiest day”, as Disney would hope.  Sallie and I got in line for our packets, which we expected to be long, but was not.  We got our packets quickly and headed off to the Expo proper.  Here we found the normal gear, from shirts, to shoe.  We headed straight to the official store to see what was left.  Each of us grabbed a few sweatshirts and “I finished…” shirts, then went back into the Expo to meet Shannon to grab the hulk shirt.

Saturday – Park Time!

Once Sallie bought her new backpack, we headed to the hotel, dropped off our swag, and headed to the park.  It should be noted that the day before a race, the runner should keep off of their feet and rest.  Do your walking after the race.  With that in mind, Sallie and I, as well as Shannon and her husband, walked both of the parks, logging in 12 miles and having a great time.  We also ate and drank like we were in a park and not about to race.  Having done this earlier in the year for the Dopey marathon, I knew this could backfire.  Especially with the costume I planned to wear the next day.  After dinner and we met up with Shannon to watch the Holiday Parade, and then headed back to the hotel to rest and get ready for the early start that would be Sunday.  On the way back, we got stuck on the wrong side of the Cheer-leading Championship Parade, each of us wondering why they would have that at Disney this weekend. 

 

Sunday – Pre-race Preparation

 Like every Disney race, this one started early in the morning. This would ensure that the majority of the runners would be done before the park opened.  Sallie and I got into our costumes; Sallie was Rescue and I was Deadpool.  Disney didn’t allow full face masks on the course, so I left that in the room, and took the hat instead.  While our hotel is within walking distance of the entrance to the park, we decide to take the bus with the mass crowd of runners, which allowed us to socialize a bit before getting to the long walk from the front entrance to the starting line.

Deadpool, not Bob!

Pepper Pots as Rescue

We got to the corrals with 15 minutes left before my corral released, so we hit the porta-potties.  I had to strip and ended up leaving my new Garmin 920XT in the porta-pottie, which I didn’t realize until 5 minutes before we had to be in the corrals.  Luckily, I had placed it in a dark corner that no one saw, and I was able to remember which one I used.  After stressing a bit on losing an expensive watch, we hurried to our corrals for release.  Shannon caught up to us, and we took a quick picture of the three costimes, with Shannon as She0Hulk.  Seemed I wasn’t the only one who thought Deadpool was a good idea, as I saw at least two in my corral.  With the gun going off, my corral, corral A, was off. 

Shannon, Sallie, and I before the race

Saturday –Racing Like I Have a Healing Factor!

Painting on the underpass leading into the canal

I had decided to try and feel the pace and ignore looking at my watch.  I also decided that if anyone in the crowd knew who I was, I would stop and either high five them or hug them.  That started early when I passed the first group of entertainers who called me out as I passed.  This caused me to do a u-turn and run back to them for a line of high fives!  Then I was back on the course.  The first 3 miles were inside the park, but since Disneyland has limited property, we were dumped out into Anaheim early.  The crowds were initially light, due to the wind and time of day.  At mile 4, the mile marker blew over and from that point on to mile 9 we had to fight 20 mph headwinds.  Just what I needed, since I didn’t get enough in NYC. 

The Crystal Cathedral in Anaheim

 

After passing the Crystal Cathedral, we started towards the Angels stadium, which took a path alongside the dry canal.  With the headwinds, this became a dusty mess, which made the long line of superheroes Cosplayers a site for tired legs.   The Club Cosplayers of Anaheim showed up in force, in character, and ready to cheer the runners on.  As expected, the first Deadpool was oblivious to me, so I stopped and stood in front of him, waving, until he finally gave me the attention I deserved!  This lead to a hug (Deadpool Corp does not shake hands..) and I was off again, high-fiving all of the heroes, except that damned Spiderman.  Hate that guy!

A small number of the Club Cosplayers out cheering

Fighting stronger wind, we finally reached the Angels stadium, which we race through and headed back to the park.  At this point we had 6 minutes of tailwind, so we made the best of it.  I ran into another Deadpool, who was struggling, so I ran ahead of him and flipped around to run backwards while taunting… inspiring him to push on.  It worked, as he picked it back up and ran with me for 38 seconds, but since he wasn’t me, he started to fall back.  He kept pushing though, and ended up finishing strong, which is what you would expect from Bob, being a Hydra member.  Off I went through two more tunnels and back onto the pack.  Here we had wind at our back again….22 mph wind, so we floated a bit.  I took advantage of that, and my healing factor, and picked the pace up.  At the final stretch, I got the crowd into it, and sprinted to the end, almost running over that damned Spiderman again….

Saturday – Post-race

After getting my medals for win… finishing the race (and the coast 2 coast medal), I joined the crowd to cheer Shannon, Sallie, and all the Deadpools as the crossed the line.  It was fun to call out the more obscure costumes and watch the smile as they passed by.  I lost my voice from all of the screaming.  I wonder why my healing factor failed there.  Might have been the tacos.  Funny thing I noticed while cheering was that they never called out to any of the Ironman costumes that crossed the line.  Caps, Thors, Rockets all got love, but nothing for tin man.  It seems that Disney was concerned that using Ironman in any way for a race would be a trademark infringement with Ironman the race.  So everyone was calls Tony Stark.  Anyways, we all finished strong, and both Sallie and I showered and headed out to the airport, thoroughly enjoying ourselves. 

Sallie had a PR for the race at3:07:23, as did I at 1:47:26. 

Note:  At no time did I test my costume fore running, nor did I test the socks or hat.  I got lucky, but always run at least once in your costume before a race to reduce the chance of things going horribly wrong.  This is why I had red spandex until that suit….just in case.