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Long Beach MARATHON race recap!

So, sit back, relax and get ready to read the longest race recap of your life. Hey, if I had my go-to vodka-tonics for everyone, I’d be passing them out, so cheers to imaginary celebratory drinks. But, on the bright side, 26.2 miles is a long way to run, and at least you don’t have to run it and you only have to read about it. And yes, I did run the full. It was kind of a secret thing, I guess, but some people knew about it, some didn’t. I felt really disappointed in myself after San Diego and I wanted to give  it another whack without the pressure I put on myself. I do that sometimes, if you couldn’t tell. So that’s what that was about. Onward to the recap!

The day before the marathon, I went to the expo, and I HATE, nay loathe, expos. I hate how grabby and pushy and out of control people are. It’s like they’ve never seen a gu before or they’ve never seen any type of running apparel in their life. It’s like the scene in mean girls where everyone becomes animals and crazy fights break out in the cafeteria. Thus, with my hatred for them, I quickly grabbed my bib, my shirt and peaced out. I also parked on a side street and my meter was only holding 25 minutes worth of time because I had no change with me, so I had to get back quickly. I got home and here’s where things got a little interesting. I had a mini-breakdown and freaked out for about three hours. I may or may not have had a panic attack in the Marshall’s dressing room, but that is neither here, nor there. I was starting to think about San Diego and how much it sucked and how I didn’t want it to happen again. It all began when I realized that my tank I had bought for my race was not perfect. I was too scared to wear it on marathon day because I had a small adjustment made, and if it was a training run, I would have totally rocked it, but Sunday was not a training run, I was searching for more than another crappy race, no pun intended. I found another shirt that I ended up wearing that was BRIGHT orange. I like to call it road cone orange. You will see a picture of me next to a road cone, and yes, it’s definitely the same color. Anyways, after a few pep talks with friends, I was feeling much better and my hyperventilation about the race was under control.


I met up with some folks from twitter and a few runners I was friends with for a carb load and did some serious work on a whole pizza by myself and it was nothing but deliciousness.


I left dinner and went home and made my peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and cut them up and placed them into the respective snack sized bags. I will do a whole post on these, because I’m receiving questions of how this works. It’s an art form I tell you and I will let you in on my secrets. I went to bed around 8:45pm after picking up my room and laying out all my race clothes. This was a mistake because I didn’t put my D-chip (timing chip) on my shoe at this time, and would be sad about this later, but I was thankfully able to fall asleep pretty quickly. Possibly with help from the NyQuil I took. :)

I slept pretty soundly but I woke up around 3:30 on marathon morning and couldn’t fall back asleep. I just creeped on facebook and twitter for a while and then when 4:30 came around I decided it would be okay to get up. I was nervous I would be incredibly tired later on, but there was no way I was falling back asleep. I got up, made some nuun and then hopped in the shower. I decided to try to get my monkey buns going since I wasn’t wearing an as fun shirt as my tank I had planned on. NINE RUBBER BANDS LATER, my hair was secure. Yes, I had NINE rubber bands holding my hair down, but it NEVER moved throughout the entire race. I also have a TON of hair, so therefore it was necessary. I was surprised that it never moved, but alas,  I really loved running with them. I got ready, ate a pro-max bar and felt good about the race. Here’s my morning tweet: “Guess what, today IS NOT going to suck like San Diego. Today is going to be great! Now, just took a pre-race shower and going to do my hair,” I tweeted throughout the morning and race so I could remember things. I had a feeling that the day was going to be awesome. I just kept telling myself, you KNOW this course, you RUN this town! I got pretty pumped up and was ready to go!

Then, obviously, I had to share this with the twitter universe, “Yup. I knew it. Today is the most excellent day ever. My monkey buns are PERFECT hair!” My hair was perfect, which therefore leads to an only wonderful day right? I woke up and Shea took me down to the starting line which was a little nerve-racking. We live right in the center of the course… with a LOT of one-way streets surrounding our house. We were trapped in a few places for a little while since so many streets were blocked off, but I just kept telling myself that it was okay and that we had more than enough time and we would get there in time. In the car about half way there, I realized I forgot my chip for my shoe to be chipped time. I was SO sad and I almost freaked out, but then I realized, you know what, I have my garmin, it will time me just fine, and it’s not a big deal. There’s nothing I can do about it now, so it’s not worth getting freaked out over. FYI: I asked again for a new one at the starting area, but everyone was just confused and I couldn’t get the chip anymore, they didn’t have any extra.

Back to the arrival, finally we got there around 6:30ish and I walked over to the starting line. The race started at 7:00 am. I was ready to go but I had the urge to go to the bathroom. Nervous poops if you will. Well the lines for the bathroom were RIDICULOUS. I know I wasn’t the most prompt person to get there, but seriously, they were like 60 people deep. I knew it wasn’t going to happen so I went to check my bags and just told myself,”You know what, there will be a porta-potty a ways into the race, just stop there you freaking baby and man up.”

Getting into the corrals was a bit chaotic but I crept in and moved forward into the ‘wave’ area and randomly saw my friend Punk Rock Runner in wave 3. I lined up with him and I think that this is what helped me immensely. We started off and I didn’t start off too fast and like when I was racing back in high school. I just cruised along and told myself that I just had a long ways to go. The morning was PERFECT. The weather was great and I ran with Punkie for a while and then lost him in the pack. I just kept powering through, I was checking my garmin and at around mile 3 I realized that I was going to be okay. I hadn’t felt horrible, my stomach was happy with me thus far and I was just cruising along and loving life. I still had to go to the bathroom, but I held it until mile 8 and just kept checking down the miles.


The smiles started at mile 4 and they never went away. In this picture I look like a complete goon because I’m smiling so much, but I was just incredibly happy! I remember cruising down PCH in the heart of downtown Long Beach and being surrounded by people and the big buildings and I almost had tears in my eyes, the sun was just rising over the buildings and I kept thinking, “This is it! This is my city and I OWN THIS!” I was so excited and my heart was so full of joy. It sounds so lame, but it was the best feeling ever.

Mile 6, I ate my first sandwich and tweeted this, “10k at 55:55 feeling fing greT!!!! Today is my day!!!!! 1sandwich down!!! Wahoooooooooio” Running and tweeting = not the best spelling, but I was so happy that I felt good. I wanted to keep those updated who were going to try to track me online so I decided to tweet throughout the race. It’s really not that hard. I would just whip out my phone from my iFitness belt and then get on twitter and read some inspiring messages and just type back something quick. There were always people around me, but I was never boxed in or anything or scared that I would hit people.  I thought to myself at this point, I only have 20 miles to go. I’ve done that before and I can do it right now! I saw Billy riding around on his bike and that cheered me up and I was just in the zone, some weird happy zone. Billy also handed me little bottles of nuun and water throughout the race and he was a lifesaver. Mile 8 was a quick stop to the bathroom and then back on the course. I felt great after that.

Around mile 9, I started getting really giddy. I was almost to mile 10, and at mile ten there were only 16 miles to go. That’s just like a long training run. We also passed my house right at mile 10ish, and I looked down my street and smiled at everyone nearby. It was my home turf! I just kept thinking, “I do it all the time, every day, I CAN do this.” This was when the biggest goofiest smile became plastered to my face and it never left after this moment. The miles between around 12-20 were cool because you could see the people ahead of you, including the winners of the race running to the finish. I saw Punkie again and a few other friends and smiled and cheered for them. My spirits were soaring. I ate my 2nd sandwich at mile 12 and then burped for a while which was horrible. Once we got to the halfway point, I tweeted this, “Mule 13 at 1:56!!!!!! Saw team Hoyt!!!! Rocking lb!!!!!!!!!!!! ” Again, my apologies for the horrible spelling. If you haven’t heard of Team Hoyt, you can see their story here, grab some Kleenex too. Come to find out, I THOUGHT I saw them and felt so inspired and great but it was a team that was like them and actually really wasn’t them. Either way, they were super inspiring and I knew that I was half way done. I COULD do this.

Mile 16-18 were a blur besides the GIANT grin on my face. I remember being pretty freaking happy the entire time, and I was smiling and waving at everyone and bobbing my head to the music and sometimes, yes I was mouthing the words. It was a WEIRD but AMAZING feeling. I said stuff in my head like, “This is how it’s suppose to be!” and “This is it!! FINALLY!!” It was the race I dreamed of, seriously, it was all I wanted. I saw the time on my watch and I was just so happy with how things were going. I slapped hands and told people to cheer for us as we ran through Long Beach State, and was on FIRE, the good kind. I ate some sport beans at mile 16 and around mile 17 I took an orange from some guy. It was right around mile 18.5 I saw my cousin and I was so excited she came out. She passed me off a bottle of nuun that I grabbed and ran with for about 2 miles and drank from. She snapped this pic of me as I ran by.


I think it was around this point that I realized I might break four hours, which was my goal. I wanted to do that, but I just didn’t know if I had it in me, especially after San Diego and my little broken spirit. I saw some more cheerers and just kept cruising and I saw some balloons in front of me. It was the FOUR HOUR PACE GROUP! I had talked to a girl earlier in the race who asked me what my goals were, and I said, “Um, break four?” Just saying that to her scared me, because I almost didn’t want to verbalize it and then hit some crazy wall at mile 20. She told me I looked really strong and was right on pace and I should just keep going. It was her 11th marathon. I said “Alright! Thanks!” and left her behind me. So when I saw the pace group I was excited and just kept smiling and running.  Then, this happened, “Just PASSEs the four. Hourpace group!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m going to try to hold on!!!!!! No matter what, I can’t stop smiling!!!!!” Which made me so happy, and I couldn’t stop smiling, because I was getting closer and closer to breaking four hours.  Wait, do you realize how much I was smiling? Did I mention that? All of a sudden I was at mile 20. 6.2 miles to go! The smile was SO huge when I saw that number and I guess my joy called for twitter cussing. “Passed mile 20 bitches!!!!! 2:59!!!!! 6.2 to gooooooooo”

I just kept running and around mile 22 is where my feet started to hurt. I just kept telling myself, “Well you know what, if it didn’t hurt, EVERYONE would be doing it!” and “This is SUPPOSE to hurt! Come ON, only 6 miles to go!” I kept passing people, left and right, and I realized that starting in the back of the race was the absolute best idea ever for me personally. I know in high school my coaches always knew I LOVED the chase. They would get mad at me because I would stay with a girl the whole race and never take the lead until the last 800 or 400. This made them freak out, but I just do really well running like that. I also think I love to chase people when I race because then I “know” my goal. Well today it was like one giant chase of everyone! I also realized if I start out with people around my ‘pace’ I get so caught up with the people around me and I can’t hang on like that and then I die. Yesterday, starting from the back meant that I was passing everyone! Another goal I had was not to walk at all and Sunday I NEVER walked, which was amazing. I felt great the entire race.

Slowly, the miles kept ticking away, and I kept going, thinking each step was closer to the finish line, and closer to being done and closer to breaking 4 hours. “Mile 22 at 3:15. Yaaaaaaaaaaaa haven’t walked yet! I’m feeling line I’m on druggfggs” I would read some replies to me from twitter and just wanted to keep doing so good! I felt so great.  I took lemonade from a little girl around mile 22.5 after chugging up a somewhat tiring hill. Then, I started to hurt at mile 23.5 and a friend saw me and ran with me for a bit which kept me going, and finally I told him, “You know what, I’m close, I can do this, I gotta focus and do this!” I pumped up the jams and just kept chugging away. It seemed like throughout the entire race my music was perfect. I only had to skip a few songs but for the most part I was just rocking out to some sweet jams that totally matched my mood and giddiness. Also, around this time is where the barrage of pictures began.


See, told you my shirt is seriously the same color as the road cones! I figured if I died on the course somewhere at least no one would run me over :) I also got this shirt because I will stand out in night running, if I ever do some night running this winter.


There’s that happy face! So, incredibly happy I can’t even explain it to you.


The Long Beach “beach” in the background. I LOVE this city. :)


Yay! Me next to my twin, the road cone. :) This was right at mile 24 and obviously I was SUPER excited. I have never seen a picture like this before. What the HECK was I thinking? Jazz hands much? Billy is also taking some sweet pictures of me on his bike. So thankful for great friends like him and my other friend Nina who cheered for me and snapped some great shots as well.


Yup, don’t worry, the jazz hands didn’t end there!


Um yea, so about those shorts. They were new and a birthday gift from my friend Ann who I have been doing all my long training runs with. I hadn’t worn the shorts before but she was running Chicago the same day I was running Long Beach and wanted to wear them to remind me of her running across the country at the same time. Now don’t get me wrong, I LOVE the shorts. But, um, I might as well worn some bunsies because these are like sprint racing shorts! I’m sorry to the entire city of Long Beach for the showcase of my butt the entire race.


That’s when I told Billy to not take a picture behind me because my butt was hanging out. I, as shown above, tried to cover it up. He was telling me, “Oh, thanks for making me look like a GIANT PERV!” ha ha, I didn’t realize it but yes, it did make him look rather… interesting. :)

I ran with Billy who was on a bike for a while, who was a freaking pack mule for me out there and saved me big time, and then, out of NOWHERE, my little brother pulls up next to me on his beach cruiser. TEARY!

He rode the last mile and a half with me and then veered off the course to meet me with my cousin at the finish line. Yes, seriously. The fact that Baby Koo showed up was totally unexpected, but the route had gone by his house and he had just missed me, and rode his bike all the way down the path to meet up with me. When he rolled up next to me he was sweaty and was like, “What’s up?” My brother is a typical California surfer boy and has that super laid back attitude. He is three years younger than me and a lifeguard at a local beach and just him rolling up in his slippers and cruising with me was such a treat. I was so excited he came out and was also very shocked. He kept saying things like, “Dude, you ran so far. I’m so tired from biking here! This was like FOUR MILES!” :) He was hilarious and kept me going until the end. I listened to some Kanye “Stronger” and just kept telling myself that the finish line was so close and I was going to break four and I couldn’t dilly dally! I had to make it there in time. The last .2 I just flew down the downhill and into the chute and got my medal, with a huge grin across my face. I had done it. I finished according to Claude, 3:55:37, and though it wasn’t “official”, and yes, someone told me already it didn’t count since I’m an idiot and forgot my chip, it’s still freaking official in my book and I didn’t stop Claude ever, I swear on my life! :) There were moments when I thought I had turned him off or stopped him and I constantly was checking my time and making sure he was ticking away. As soon as I crossed the finish line, and I made sure I was well past it, I stopped Claude, to this glorious, GLORIOUS number.


WELL hello there pretty number 3!! I was so happy. After I was done I immediately drank two chocolate milks and someone handed me a cup with some ‘protein balls?’ I’d never heard of them but I ate two and they were delicious, even though they are called protein balls. They were passing out cupcakes and I took one but I just wasn’t famished and didn’t want to eat it so I put it in my cup and gave it to my brother. :)


Baby Koo and I after the race, on his beach cruiser.


YAY! I was so happy he was there. :) And that is the cupcake, in the cup!


My cousin who came out and helped me out along the course. Looks like we both love Nike with those shirts :) So glad she was there and could hand me off some nuun. She also kept some of my twitter friends updated too!


Starting the LONG walk back to the car. Ha ha, that took me a while but I still felt great and yup, you guessed it, couldn’t stop smiling!

I got to the finish and I had that feeling that was missing from San Diego, that feeling like, oh yea marathon, WHAT NOW?! And I felt accomplished and amazing and still to this day cannot stop smiling. That feeling was surely missing from San Diego. After San Diego I felt defeated and hurt. I  am working on a different post and I will get it done soon that is touching on some  emotional things that I was feeling after LB compared to SD, because I swore up and down I would NEVER run another marathon. Well guess what, I ran another one, dominated it, and can’t wait for my next one. Crazy? YES!

For all those who care, here are my splits.



























.55 (according to garmin, I suck at running tangents) – 4:33

My Garmin said my average pace was 8:53 per mile. According to the race results, if I would have been chip timed, (grrrrrr!) my 3:55 would have brought me in about 16th in my age group, 180th female and 750th overall, which is pretty darn good, considering the race had a lot of entrants.

Here are some race logistics for those who care too. I took water at almost every water stop and drank it while running. I also ate at mile 6 (pb and j) 12 (pb and j) 16 (6 sport beans) 20 (15 sport beans). I took an orange at mile 18 and also drank a lot of nuun and mostly stuck to water on the course but had 2 cups of power aide as well. I also “stopped” at the “Kool-n-fit” stations and allowed them to spray both the front and back of both my legs. That was amazingly BOMB and I think helped a lot. At mile 23ish I took some lemonade from a little girl. I randomly ran by a ‘Vaseline’ board and grabbed a ton of and put it in between my thighs so I wouldn’t chafe even though I had body glide already on around mile 14. It was kind of weird, but worked like a charm because I didn’t chafe anywhere.

My shirt is by Nike, which I got at Marshalls. My shorts are by New Balance and this is the link to some that are identical, but have a little bit longer inseam which makes them more wearer friendly, unless you want your butt to be out and about like mine was. I was wearing the iFitness belt and had my Nathan detachable pouch attached to it.


Of course, the day wouldn’t be complete without an ice bath! I DIED in this one. I think the combination of a ton of ‘kool-n-fit’ and the ice was a little intense because I was dying, but I hung tight for 15 minutes and I know it will help in recovery. As for how I felt the day after? Well, you may or may not be surprised but I still can’t stop smiling. My feet are what hurts the most, and my quads hurt when I walk, but hey, I ran a marathon right? I did a recovery run of 1.3 miles in 13.54 last night but I still was in happyland about my excellent race. I used the stick after and that was pretty painful! As for today, I feel back to about 75%, which is decent for just kicking serious marathon butt. I’m sure people who saw me running last night thought I was some kind of crazy. I was grimacing and just focusing on getting my feet moving and quads shaken out. I won’t be running again until at least Friday. I know giving my feet and toes the proper time to heal is important, but I can’t wait to run again! I came back with one bloody toe and three relatively large blisters, and only one is painful but it’s healing up nicely.

So as of right now, I’m still so happy, and I can’t wait to run my next marathon. Yup, there’s more in the works! I’ll let you in on those plans soon, but I’m just going to sit and glow for a while.

Thank you to all the words of encouragement, the pep talks I’ve had, the friends I’ve met and made throughout this journey, and all those who never stopped believing in me. I knew I would finally have my race and it happened in a glorious fashion. I am SO happy to report how it went, because it was all I dreamed that my perfect race would hold. Literally last night before I fell asleep, I thought, did that really happen? Amazing, and yes, I woke up this morning with a smile still on my face.


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  • Reply Brooke

    This is one of the happiest posts I’ve ever read on anyone’s blog! Seriously girl, you are so inspiring. Hope everything heals quickly and you can get back to your euphoric running :)

    October 13, 2009 at 3:52 pm
  • Reply Sarah

    Congrats again, Danica! Thanks so much for sharing your race report!

    October 13, 2009 at 4:06 pm
  • Reply Marvin

    CONGRATS once again! Really great recap of the whole experience. I say you should do the L.A. Marathon next… new course!

    October 13, 2009 at 4:27 pm
  • Reply Chris

    This was so fun to read. So proud of you!

    October 13, 2009 at 4:30 pm
  • Reply Jama

    Great Job!!!! love the nike shirt too :)

    October 13, 2009 at 4:50 pm
  • Reply Rikki

    Congrats on your LB Marathon and Happy Belated Birthday! I have loved reading your blog for the last several months. You are very inspirational and encouraging! I am new to running and never, ever thought I would be a runner. I was one of those people that said “I can’t run”. I love it that you think everyone can run!! I am running in my 1st half marathon on Nov. 8th in the Outer Banks of NC. Even though I am nervous I want to do this! I turn 30 in April, so I can say I ran a half-marathon in my twenties and maybe if it goes well I will run another in April! Thanks for sharing your life to this blogging world!! Good Luck with your next running endeavor!!

    October 13, 2009 at 4:56 pm
  • Reply Katie

    WOW! Congrats on finishing your race with a great time!! You rock!

    I attempted to run tonight with some friends who are training for a race and I about died. I don’t know how you do it, but I suppose since you have always been a runner it’s easier for you. Me? I personally hate running, which is why I’m in such awe of you. Way to kick butt!

    October 13, 2009 at 6:27 pm
  • Reply rioruns

    So happy the race gods were on your side that day- congratulations on such a strong race! You were smokin’ fast!

    October 13, 2009 at 6:28 pm
  • Reply Jessica

    Congrats!! Your pictures are awesome and you kicked butt!!!

    October 13, 2009 at 6:41 pm
  • Reply That Pink Girl

    Whoo to the hoo girl!!!

    October 13, 2009 at 6:41 pm
  • Reply Niki

    Congrats girl!! You did awesome!!

    October 13, 2009 at 7:19 pm
  • Reply Stuart

    Yep you so owned this one! Congrats and like I said…for $500 who is a brainiac, sub 4 marathoner and inspiration to many?

    October 14, 2009 at 5:41 am
  • Reply Stuart

    Oh yeah and with you butt hanging out like it was you really had no excuse for not kicking it yourself right!?!

    October 14, 2009 at 5:43 am
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  • Reply ilovesteaks

    dude! Way to leave me in the dust out there! I think orange is the best color for a marathon. :)
    oh, and it’s only unofficial if you need the results to qualify for something. Otherwise that’s why you have Claude, right? :)

    October 14, 2009 at 6:00 am
  • Reply Mrs. Stethoscope

    Hooray what an excellent job! You mentioned at the end of your post that you “used the stick after” what does that mean?

    October 14, 2009 at 6:31 am
  • Reply Mrs. Stethoscope

    O one more thing… When your not marathon training just running a normal schedule, how many days a week are you running?

    October 14, 2009 at 6:31 am
  • Reply Jocelyn

    Great job girl! This was a long ass post (I had to read it in 2 sections) but it was a great race recap. I’m glad you feel so happy because you should. Pretty inspirational and amaizng! CONGRATS! :D

    October 14, 2009 at 6:36 am
  • Reply Felice

    Great, great job! Love the pics :-)

    You definitely deserve to “sit and glow” and ENJOY your post-marathon bliss!!

    October 14, 2009 at 6:41 am
  • Reply Gretchen

    Congrats! I had a horrible first marathon experience, but this makes me want to try and try again!

    I raced a triathlon last weekend and thought of your photo tips when I ran past the camera guys! Kicking up your legs is hard to do while you’re stripping a wetsuit! :-)

    Keep on truckin’ – love your blog!!

    October 14, 2009 at 6:51 am
  • Reply Pure2Raw Twins

    Congrats girl on your race! You did an amazing job. I love how much you smiled and enjoyed yourself. Thanks for all the ideas and tips and what you were wearing. I love finding new things to try.

    October 14, 2009 at 7:34 am
  • Reply Shannon

    OMG I am so proud of you! Way to turn it all around and beat the crap out of the marathon. AWESOME!

    October 14, 2009 at 8:12 am
  • Reply Rachel

    What an awesome run!!! You’re a rock star running idol. Congrats!!!

    October 14, 2009 at 8:35 am
  • Reply Heather @ Alis Grave Nil

    Congratulations! I had a feeling (for some reason) that you were running the full, not the half. It sounds like it was a great race. I think maybe this shows you that it’s not about 13.1 vs 26.2, but about the approach you take. Great post. Truly inspiring!

    October 14, 2009 at 10:00 am
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  • Reply Tara

    congrats girl! I am smiling with you!!!

    October 14, 2009 at 10:40 am
  • Reply Bonnie

    Congrats!!! BF and I were just in Long Beach and loved it.

    October 14, 2009 at 10:41 am
  • Reply Zoë

    Ohmygosh, Danica, you’re such a rockstar! Your smile is seriously contagious! Reading this post made me feel like I want to run a marathon. Congratulations, chica! What an awesome post. Now heal those feet! :)

    October 14, 2009 at 11:27 am
  • Reply J

    Congrats on the great race and awesome time! You did amazing and I love your shirt! So bright – anyone could see you on the course!

    October 14, 2009 at 5:20 pm
  • Reply aron

    i have been dying to have time to read this :) now i cant stop smiling!! i am SO excited and happy for you and SO PROUD of you!!!! YAY for marathon redemption!! you did amazing girl… man i want a race like this :) i will be pulling my inner twin out on december 6th and will have this post in my mind. CONGRATS again girl!!! <3

    October 14, 2009 at 8:09 pm
  • Reply kymberli q.

    You are incredible!!!!!!!!! Soooooo happy for you!!!!!!!!!

    October 15, 2009 at 12:01 am
  • Reply Alex

    Way to go! That time is amazing!! You should be so proud.

    October 15, 2009 at 6:00 am
  • Reply kristen

    I’m so proud for you Danika!! I had an inkling that you were running the full because your training runs were so long even though you told us in advance you were only running a half. HA! Sneaky girl.

    GREAT race report. I was on the edge of my seat. If I could choose who to pace me at my next marathon it would be you. Your postive energy was amazing. You look hot in the shorts and I loved the shirt. Actually, I’m going to try to find one.

    I’m very interested in the pbj method. After your sweet victory it’s worth trying.

    Thanks for giving me the hope that having a bad marathon doesn’t mean you can’t rebound. I loved reading about your experinece. CONGRATULATIONS!!!

    October 15, 2009 at 7:35 am
  • Reply The Laminator

    A late congrats from me but you already know my sentiments…

    Actually, I think it’s quite apt that you didn’t get chip timed for this race because it was really “YOUR” race and not anyone else’s.

    See how awesome you can be if you train a little bit and believe in yourself. I’d so glad I got to join in the fun this time.

    Huge congrats obviously for a job well done!

    October 15, 2009 at 11:13 am
  • Reply Tara

    WHOOOHOOOO YOU OWN LB!!!!! Amazing race girl! You ran your own race and kicked major ass! I’m so glad 26.2 has a bit of your heart now :) Keep on smiling and glowing! <3

    October 15, 2009 at 4:09 pm
  • Reply Amanda

    Congrats Rock Star, you owned that marathon!

    October 17, 2009 at 9:08 am
  • Reply Amy

    YAY!!!!! Congrats! I’ve had the experience of one of those FUN marathons, too… (although, mine were much slower, haha) and there is seriously nothing like it in the world.

    I’m so happy for you and your kick ass marathon!

    October 19, 2009 at 12:49 pm
  • Reply Nina

    I know I’m like the 88th person to write it BUT many huge congratulations anyway, Danica! It was so awesome to meet you and even more amazing to see you running with that incredible smile and hysterical jazz-hands. You are an inspiration to all who race because your day is exactly what race day is supposed to be about-enjoying yourself and having fun. I will definitely be thinking of you and your attitude at my races. Thanks for sharing and congrats again!

    October 20, 2009 at 9:05 am
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  • Reply Glenn Jones

    Danica – sorry about getting to the party so late – but I wanted to save your race reports until I had time to o them justice.

    What a GREAT race! I am soooo happy for you. I know had *great* time on the streets of LB. If I had close to your success I would be ecstatic!

    This splits are awesome too! I can’t believe how consistent you were. What really floors me is being able to hold those splits for 26 plus miles!

    By the way – Claude and my Garmin measured exactly the same distance. Did you run into the problem atmile 7? I almost freaked when I saw the mile 7 marker and Garmin said 7.35! Ugh!

    Great job and great race!

    By the way – the shorts are great for us old pervs that have to run at the back of the pack all of the time….

    October 21, 2009 at 7:46 am
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  • Reply healthy ashley

    What an incredible race recap! Nice job on your time, too :) This just got me super excited for my next marathon in January!

    December 2, 2009 at 11:08 am
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  • Reply sarah

    OK so my comment is way delayed since you ran this in 09 and I’m just seeing it now after following from your post. But WOW, sounds like such an amazing run for you. Seriously, this report makes me want to muscle through my shin splints and keep running because THIS is what it’s all about. Thank you for sharing. :)

    February 12, 2010 at 12:21 pm
  • Reply Art

    WOW! OK so I sat here reading and crying…tears of joy for you cuz I know what it feels like. I’m getting ready to do my 18th LA, but I don’t have the knack of writing like you. What a sweetheart I bet you are. As for me, I’m taking more of my middle school students, for the 5th year! Best of luck!

    March 13, 2010 at 11:10 am
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    March 24, 2010 at 8:19 am
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  • Reply Simon

    Danica, thank you. Enjoyed reading the trials and tribulations of last year. It’s two days away from this year’s race and I, too, had a bad San Diego this year and am hoping for redemption at Long Beach. Not quite traffic cone orange, but I’m wearing bright green on Sunday. Good luck if you’re repeating.

    October 14, 2010 at 2:21 pm
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