It has been 3 years since I stepped foot in the State of Utah. I will reserve the comments that I have about this state. Actually the last time I was in Utah, it was also during the St. George Marathon. I was supposed to do the St. George Marathon last year, but due to my plantar fasciitis, I had to cancel it the last minute. I defer my running of this marathon until this year. Since Utah is a state full of Mormons, the marathon was held on a Saturday instead of the traditional Sunday.
It was merely a two hour drive (120 miles/200 km) from Las Vegas to St. George, which is located NE of Las Vegas, just past the Utah state line. We did not get into St. George until 4:00 pm. Utah is on Mountain Standard Time which is one hour ahead of Las Vegas (Pacific Standard Time). I was lucky enough to find a motel that did not require a two night stay during the marathon weekend. After checking in, Jeanne and I headed down to the Dixie Center (St. George Convention Center) where the Expo was held. It was very crowded there. I think there were about 80 vendors packed into a small area. The hallways were pretty narrow. I didn’t see any nice souvenir shirts but I did end up buying an Asics tech shirt from another vendor.
Time to go carbo loading. I am not really a pasta eater, even though Marco Polo tried to imitate how to make Chinese noodles, which he called spaghetti. I need to have my real noodle/rice dishes. We ended up going to this Chinese buffet place and pigged out. By the time we got back to the motel, it was after 9:30 pm. I never seem to get enough sleep before a marathon. After preparing everything for the big race, such as pinning my race number on my shirt, putting my timing chip on the shoe…..etc., I finally got to bed at 11:30 pm.
I woke up a 3:15 am for a 6:45 am marathon. Pretty pathetic huh! The last bus to the start line left at 5:45 am. I made it there just in time. It was drizzling in St. George. I had my poncho with me, but nothing else. By the time I got on the bus, I thought to myself that I should have bought my jacket, because the starting area is at an even higher elevation and colder. 40 minutes later we finally arrived at the starting area. I could see from the windshield of the bus that the rain was getting heavier and heavier. I think I was the only person on the bus and that didn’t have anything to cover the arms. Was I ever underdressed this time! It was cold and raining when I stepped off the bus. And the wind was blowing at us from the wrong direction. It was headwind! Awful. It gave me flashbacks of last year’s Honolulu Marathon, except it wasn’t cold and windy in Honolulu. There were lots of runners there and it was still very dark. All I saw was toques, jackets, gloves, garbage bags, and me just with my poncho. Since there were a lot of runners at the front of the line, I moved my way towards the back. I didn’t bump into anyone that I knew. I thought the fire pits were a very nice touch to keep everyone warm. There were many of them along the start area. I found a pit to warm up at. By the time I went to the bush to do my final business and stretch it was already 6:40 am. I better get in line.
I though that the St. George Marathon is quite strict with their no headphone and cell phone policy, which I read in their runners guide. But guess what, I saw a lot of people in front of me wearing those. What a mistake that I made. When the gun sounded, it took me 9 minutes to cross the start line. It was dark once we got out of the starting area. On top of that it was cold, rainy, windy and quite miserable at the beginning. I couldn’t even tell if there was a hole in front of me as I ran. I thought to myself do I have to do this for 26.2 miles without listening to my favorite songs? Do I have to hear the sound of the wind and my poncho rubbing against my body for the whole time? This is going to be torture. It didn’t take long for the crowd to thin out and people started throwing away their jackets and ponchos along the side of the highway. Yes, their ponchos even though it was still raining. The volunteers will eventually pick up all the clothing left behind and bring them back to the finish area.
My goal was to finish it in less than 5 hours. Since I have two more marathons to run in 70 days, I don’t want to re-injure my foot. It didn’t start getting bright until mile 4. I was doing a 9 minutes per mile pace right at the beginning, then I decided to slow down a little. There were a lot of volunteers along the course at the aid stations. There were an unlimited supply of Clif bars, banana and gels at most of the stations. No shortage of water and Gatorade. The organization did a good job on this. The wind never stopped, my hands and feet were so cold and everything was getting stiff. It reminded me of running in Edmonton during the fall season. The rain was on and off throughout the whole course. It didn’t take long before my shoes got wet and heavier. I was worried about getting a blister on my foot due to the wetness. I had to run around many puddles of water. I was planning to shoot some good pictures, but because of the miserable weather, everything just looked gloomy. I didn’t take any scenic pictures.
From the elevation chart, it appears to be a downhill course. But, there were actually many rolling hills, so we were constantly going up, then coming down. I think the most gruesome hill was from mile 7 to 8.5. I don’t know if it was because of the rain, cold or wind, but I had to go pee many times through out the course, even though I didn’t drink more than I had to. We finally got back into St. George at around mile 23, there were more spectators along the streets like a parade and more cheering all the way to the finish line. The rain finally stopped as I ran towards the finish area. I was able to keep my 5 hour goal pace until mile 23. My feet started to get sore and my quad muscles started to tighten up too. I eventually passed the finish line with a clock time of 5:20 and a chip time of 5:11.
There were lots of people at the finish area. I met up with my wife. I tried to look around to see if I could find anyone that I knew. I couldn’t find anyone. Then I heard Martha and Kristin yelling my name. We chit chatted for a while. Kristin finished hers just under 4 hours! I was shivering and cold. I think we all were because of the wetness of our clothes. They had ice cream and yogurt, but I didn’t see anything else. I finally got to meet James, Julie and her husband. James BQ’d with a time of 3:33!! And he had another half marathon to run the next morning in San Jose and ended up with a time of 2:15. Amazing, I really don’t know how he had anything left in him from St. George. Julie and her husband Jim drove up from Las Vegas purposely to cheer us on. Phil came in later. We stayed and chatted some more, then left to drive back home. The rest of the gang stayed one more night in St. George.
So that was it. It was the most awesome race. I would recommend this marathon. Even though it is a downhill course, there are a lot of rolling hills, some of them are gruesome and long. You definitely need some hill training. For $60, you really get a lot of bang for the buck. You get a nice long sleeve technical shirt, a souvenir chip, a bus ride to the start line and unlimited supply of Clif bars and gels at most aid stations. This was my first St. George Marathon. The organization and the volunteers did a great job and I definitely will be back next year if I get in. Hopefully, next year will be rain free.