Finally, I sit down to write the post about this marathon, which I had been indefinitely postponing. Not sure if it was laziness, going on holidays two days after running it, or simply not having much to say about the race itself.
Since I ran “Boedo” in 2023, I had it also on my calendar for 2024. Like last time, I met with Gorriti and two of his friends at 6 AM to get there early enough to collect our bibs.
Once again, the village’s support for this event is evident, and for its heart and soul, Gabriel (and family). We quickly positioned ourselves at the start, surrounded by familiar faces, and kick off with the classic saxophone piece before starting the three laps.
Not as hot as last year I join a small group but eventually leave them go. With so few runners I guess it may not be a race for everyone. For me, a long-distance runner, and more specifically, a marathoner, should be someone used to solitude. After all, it’s not so much about competing with others as it is about facing yourself. A reflective exercise of self-discovery.
In my legs, there are not many bullets left. The marathons of the last few weeks seem to have taken its toll, on a course offering some challenges. Thinking more about the post-race event, I keep ticking off the kilometres.
I reach the finish line in 4:27:27, placing 40th out of 61 finishers. Over 30 minutes slower than last year, matching the feelings during the race.
Always hearing about the huge post-race paella had never stayed to enjoy it. This year, I made sure to stick around, and it was worthy. The whole village and runners gathered at the park next to the finish, with vegetarian paella, melon, and drinks. No complaints at all. All for free, at a marathon in Castilla in mid-August. What more could you ask for?
After this marathon, it’s time for a few days of rest. The next one is scheduled for late September.
