On June 17th, the Inaugural Ann Arbor Marathon is set to take place. Yes, that’s right, I said
, and I said June 17th. Unique date, unique place, and I was so geeked when I heard about this, I signed up within hours after registration opened. I expect to get a single digit racing bib. Ann Arbor
Well, No good deed goes unpunished, and from what I have seen, heard, and read, The Champions for Charity has received lots of grim responses for bringing an inaugural marathon to
. The main concern is the date they chose, with other complaints about the actual course For example, this message board on the Ann Arbor news announcements is full of negatives. Ann Arbor
I am not sure how widespread the negative reaction has been, but recently they felt the need to draw attention to a section of the FAQ titled “How did you decide on your date--were you concerned about Dexter-Ann Arbor races being 2 weeks earlier and heat in mid-June?
I don’t believe it is lost on Champions for Charity, who has been putting on major events for years, that this is not the ideal time of year to run a fast 26.2 mile race. Their answer on the FAQ explains their reasons. The fall has a ton of area marathons,
As for a spring marathon, May is loaded with major races, K
In other words, scheduling it before Dexter A
All this might sound like I’m in the PR department of Champions for Charity, but all I'm hoping for is to put out some positive feedback, some grateful electric Karma out there, and hoping it gets blown the Ann Arbor way, just to make it a fair mix. I suspect this is largely a case where the complaints scream much louder than those who are content and excited.
Sure the course zigzags and outs and backs too much, and there’s that lame bit around briarwood mall, which isn’t A
For me, the hills of the course are the story. 525 feet of gain, 300 more than B
But damn it, they brought a marathon to A
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The experience is what I am looking forward to
I want to walk up to the Big House and Feel the excitement in my gut I have felt so many weekends before. The same place I've walked to so many Saturday afternoons to see Anthony Carter, Harlan Huckleby, Desmond Howard, Jim Harbaugh, and that other pretty good quarterback icon, Tom Brady.
I want to soak up memories from the city with my run-intoxicated brain, and see my previous life flash before my exhausted eyes. I want to run along riversides and duck into parks like the arb, and duck back out past classes where I learned astronomy from professors who canceled class on sunny spring days if we promised to stay quiet. I want to run by classes where socialist professors walked in late due to organizing graduate-assistant protests, and run by the lecture halls where Ralph Williams dazzled crowds teaching the Bible as literature with a hypnotizing smile, or Professor Rabkin taught Fantasy and Science Fiction and introduced me to The Phantom TollBooth and Where The Wild Things Are with a new child's eyes.
I want to add Bob Seger, Iggy Pop, and the Stooges to my playlist.
I want to run past Yost arena and hear echoes of the most obscene hilarious chants from Hockey fans, and yes, perhaps echoes of myself, taunting a goalie with “It’s all your fault, It’s all your fault.”
I want it to be 85 degrees, and to have my sun-baked head be deliriously bent up, to see mirages on the horizon and to battle not just the miles and hills but the environment, and then run by some bars at 6:45 am to see some poor sap who just barely made it out of the bar last night before he fell and slept in his own vomit.
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I want to see the ghost of Shakey Jake, wearing sweet-ass suits and his guitar case carrying an always out of tune ax.
I want to smell Blimpy Burgers, Zingermans, the West Quad dorm food, and some left over hash-bash fumes in the air.
I want to run through the city streets where I once stumbled, with cars cleared, aid-stations before me, and thousands of new friends, all to add to some already great memories.
And I want the option to be able to do this again next year, so I’m hoping it will be a success. I'm thinking the whole running community will be watching too, all wishing for the same.
Sure, there will be some first year logistic issues, and some dreaded unknown unknowns, but with lessons learned it will improve each year.
In the end, this marathon needs to find its niche to stick, and it would seem running in the summer, in the heat, over the hilly arb and up and down hilly Washtenaw, would seem to be the challenge. I am reminded of the adage of nearby Running Fit's Trail Marathon tagline: “No Wimps.”
See you at The Big House in 12 days. In
Until then. "I'm a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm."