Thursday, November 6, 2014

11/06/2014 TCS NYC Marathon race report with Jeremy Basis

Here is a race report from my good friend Jeremy Basis.  He just finished up his first marathon in NYC and this is what he has to say about the race.  Enjoy and Thanks for the report Jeremy!  Congratulations on your race!

-Brian



My 2014 NYC Marathon Experience
                                                       

I woke up at 4:30am after a night of restless sleep in Wayne New Jersey.  I slept there at my friend Seth’s house the night before the Marathon. Seth and my other friend Vincent were running the marathon as well. We ordered a car to drive us to Fort Wadsworth, the staging area for the start line of the NYC Marathon.  It was cold and dark as night when we left and reports of a cold and windy day were sending this already anxious and nervous first time marathoner into a state of panic.  We arrived at Fort Wadsworth at 6am.  We were to be in the final wave of the day at 10:55am but everyone needs to get to the staging area early due to road closures.  Consequently, for the people like myself who were in the final wave, it meant a five hour wait for before we even toed the start line.  This was just one of the many tests of our physical and mental fortitude which we would encounter that day.  We huddled around and tried to stay warm while passing time by uploading pics to Facebook and receiving messages of support from all of our family and friends on social media and text message.  It led me to wonder how bad it was for marathoners before there were cell phones and social media during the pre race.

Once the anxious five hour wait had come to an end, it was time to enter my coral and head to the start line.  It was at this point when the energy started to build for me.  I was so excited to finally get moving and warm up.  As we moved closer to the start and heard the national anthem from the distance, we realized we were only seconds away.  Then Sinatra’s “New York, New York” was glaring and the excitement was higher than ever as we stood at the start line on the Staten Island side of the Verrazano Bridge… it was go time!  I’ve driven over the Verrazano hundreds of times in my life, but today I was getting a different view as I ran the two miles into my hometown of Brooklyn where I grew up and spent the first 27 years of my life.  As a New Yorker for most of my life, I had never went to watch the runners on Marathon Day so I never knew what it was like until this day.  It was the most amazing New York experience I’ve ever had.  Running from borough to borough and getting a taste of the different ethnic neighborhoods was a clear example of what a melting pot New York is.  These people were total strangers but on this day they treated runners like family.  They hand you tissues and pretzels and give you high fives along the way and it really picks up your spirits when you are feeling like you can’t go on anymore.  I started feeling that way after mile 11, which was a bit odd because I had trained hard and done all I was supposed to do.  I suppose the 5 hour wait and the windy conditions took a huge toll on me and the infamous “wall” came early.  I had a moment of extreme worry about how I was going to push through 15 more miles in this state.  I am not the most talented runner but one trait that I know I possess is I won’t stop until the job is complete.  So I just kept moving and inching towards my goal refusing to listen to the doubt that was trying to take me over.

It felt like days had passed and the sun was starting to set on the day, but the energy was still high in Central Park as I came up on the final 800 meters of the race.  My body was in extreme pain, my mind was exhausted and I had experienced every kind of emotion possible over the course of the race.  One of the things I like most about distance running is that it’s exactly like life.  You go through ups and downs.  At times you feel on top of the world and other times you feel the world is caving in on you.  Either way you must press on.  When I finally hit the last bend around and had the finish line in my sights I had never in my life been so emotional.  Tears were pouring down my face and I couldn’t believe it was finally over.  I would tell anyone who is into running and has a goal of doing a marathon that the NYC Marathon is a great race to add to the bucket list.  Beyond finishing my first marathon, I am proud to have run for Team JDRF and raised $4,000 for Type 1 Diabetes research.  This is a disease my brother Austin has been living with since age 9.  Two years ago today, I was not a runner.  I actually did my first road race on Thanksgiving Day 2012.    I didn’t realize at the moment I had crossed the finish line what I had accomplished, but now as I sit here a few days later I am starting to understand that I just completed the New York City Marathon and NOBODY can ever take that away from me! 



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