Jerusalem Marathon: Crossroads, crossing cobblestone roads, and more

Success all around! Running the 10k for charitable fundraising was a great way to put a new spin on something I’ve done three times before. And my peeps managed to more than double the sponsorship amounts from what I initially pledged. Thanks so much to the friends and family who supported me in supporting Crossroads!

I also shocked myself by doing the 10k in 63 minutes, just a minute over my last challenge (and record), with minimal prep and in the hilliest Jerusalem terrain as opposed to flat Tel Aviv.

There are three things I learned this time:

  1. It doesn’t feel good watching homeless/poor folks watching us chug 23793847594238 bottles of water and then chuck 23793847594238 bottles of still-full water.
  2. Running on cobblestones is SCARY.
  3. The coffee culture here is so hilarious that after – and even before – a marathon, you’ll find throngs of people jonesing for a quick cup of Elite Turkish coffee samples. Ok, myself included. Which had nothing to do with the fact I took part in a Harlem Shake for Elite Coffee to warm up.

Starting line!

Faster than the light rail at least…

Aaaand that was quick.

Another serious thank you to the peeps who donated to Crossroads: Shara, Leah, Jill, Harry, JMC, Susan, Judith, Vicki, Matt, Yosef, Lisa, Aaron, Sarina.

That Black Eyed Peas song’s in my head.

(This one.)

Ran my second 10k today as part of the Tel Aviv marathon.

My head was definitely not as much in the game as it was during my first run (the Jerusalem Night Run), where adrenaline and newbie-ness definitely took control.

It was fun, and it’s great to beat my personal best, and especially to run on flatter ground than this area.

But two things: it was way too crowded at the start and throughout, so I wasn’t running as fast as my usual pace. I think I could’ve honestly shaved 7 minutes off my final time based on the post-starting line taking forever to truly kick off. The other thing was… it was a bit anti-climactic at the end. Sure, I only ran the 10k, but the half and full marathons also seemed to have a quiet reception at the end. I thought there’d be more energy, DJing, music, encouragement. Maybe it’s just too big/popular a run?

I think I can do more but definitely not a half marathon yet (21km). The results are posted here, FYI.

Meanwhile, the judge approves of my medallion and proclaims it to be authentic.

Running 101: A 10k for beginners.

10k’d, bitches!

Last night I ran my first race, the Jerusalem 10k. The plan was to run up to about 6 (my top so far had been 5.3) and walk the rest, maybe attempting to finish the last kilometer on a run.

Instead, I ran the whole thing… whoops.

How could you not? It was incredible! Running with peeps, running past peeps, running alongside a lot of old peeps, getting taken over by old peeps… It was really a bonding experience without saying a word to anyone. That’s my kinda late-night fun.

What happened was, there were km-markers every 2 kilometers. I figured when I got to 6, I’d evaluate my sitch. Well, 6 never came, and the next mile marker I saw after 4 was 8. And by then I could see the Old City clearly and though, f it. It was also just then that my right knee was starting to show signs of stfu… and I suppose someone else would’ve realized running those last 2 uphill kilometers was incredibly irresponsible. But, like I said, f it.

There were a lotta lil thoughts I wanted to tweet along the way, so here’s as much as I can remember:

  • Why is it that all the restaurants we passed happen to be cooking steak right at this moment?
  • So. <breath> Many. <breath> Goddamn. <breath> Hills.
  • Just gonna safely assume that everyone else who grabbed a cup of water on the way and attempted to drink it got slammed in the face with a cup of water, right?
  • Love, LOVE the music choice for running across the finish line. Dramatic – check. Cheesy – check. Perfect way to finish – check.
  • Those charedi leg warmers I bought really came in handy after all…

So, for my first 10k, I clocked in at 1:09:56. I’m told that’s not terrible, which is pretty cool. I’m more interested in distance than speed at this point anyway.

Up next: The Jerusalem Marathon on March 16, in which I’ll run the 10k version. Then the Tel Aviv Marathon on March 30, for which maybe, just maybe, I can go for the half. But I have three months of *actual* training (as opposed to the usual winging-it I do) to determine that…