I've had a cold all this week that flattened me like a steam roller - fever, chills, night sweats, aching kidney, dehydration, blah. Started getting sick on Monday, then spent all day Wednesday and all day Thursday in bed, then most of Friday in bed as well. Haven't been this sick in a long long time . . . I originally thought I'd be able to run on Wednesday, then Thursday, then Friday, then Saturday, but it just hasn't happened.
Well, today I'd planned on cheering on the Salt Lake Marathoners and figured I should still at least be able to do that. Dragged out of bed, grabbed my olympic cow bells, parked on 500 South, then ran to a spot just before the 25 mile mark. Ends up I was worse off than I thought and seriously felt like I was going to keel over and faint, so I grabbed a couple very full cups of powerade at the aid station a block away. (Felt bad taking the powerade since I wasn't running the race, but really felt it was the smart thing to do.)
I went back to my spot and shook my cow bells for all they were worth and cheered lots of runners - recognized lots of frbrs flying by, including Andrea, Fritz, Allie, Rad & others. My favorite part was seeing two marathoners (maybe in 4th-5th place at that point?) running strong, one on the outside of the half marathoners, and one on the inside of the half marathoners. I shook my bells and whooped at them and then they gave each other a thumbs up and smile and took off like crazy!
It's always fun cheering on racers - all of them: the fastest ones, the older ones, the younger ones. It's interesting - many of the racers seem oblivious to me, but others give nods to let me know they really appreciate the cheering. Being there to cheer is probably the next best thing to being in the race myself!
Dragged myself home after three hours of cheering, got some soup and some gaterade, and am going to rest now for a while. Hope none of the rest of you frb'rs get this virus!
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