Gosh! I hate waking up at 3:15 in the morning. But we did. We picked up my brother, Dennis at 4:30 and headed out to Waikiki for the 2nd Annual Hapalua (Half Marathon). Art thought it would be safer to have Dennis with me since we'd be there before the sun rose. I'm so grateful I have my brother to help me and my sister-in-law for sharing him on one of her rare weekend days off from work.
Last year, Jon ran this race with Art. This year Art would run it alone. Our children Jon and Tiffany will be running in their own Half Marathon in Washington, D.C. next week.
We parked at the Honolulu Zoo (which is in Waikiki) a little before 5:00. By around 5:15, the lot was full. It had stormed furiously during the night and we were glad the rain appeared to have stopped.
"Let's bring umbrellas", I said.
"You just need one", said my optimistic brother. "I doubt it'll rain anymore."
We passed Port-a-Potties with already long lines.
We walked toward the starting gate around 5:30. Art had given us detailed notes on what time and where he would be during the course of the race. We knew he would be passing the starting gate area around 7:28 which would be about the half way mark before heading up Diamond Head and then the finish line around 8:23.
We wished Art good luck as the race was starting.
Our kids texted their encouragement from Chicago and Baltimore.
Hawaii's elite runners ran first. They had an earlier race start handicap. This is called a Chase. Almost half an hour later the super fast Kenyan runners would "chase" them to the finish line.
Just as the Hawaiian blessing was given and the Star Spangled Banner and our state song, Hawaii Ponoi were sung, it started to rain. The race coordinator joked that the rain was a Hawaiian blessing.
And then it poured! Deluged! Cats and dogged! Cloudburst! Drenched! Torrential! It was unbelievable! We've never been in a race where the skies just opened up and let loose like this.
Dennis and I stood under a store awning on Kalaukaua Avenue waiting for the rain to abate when I realized my feet were getting wet. Good grief! The storm sewers were backing up. I hate to complain because Art was running past us without an umbrella, but sheesh!
Art had planned for Dennis and me to wait comfortably at a restaurant and grab a breakfast while he ran the first half of the race, but it was raining so much that we decided to wait there for a little more than an hour when he'd be passing us again so I could take some photos.
I got to cheer for some runners and clapped my encouragement. It felt a little odd because there was only one other person who was out in the rain making noise. Still, it was nice to see runners suddenly grin or wave their appreciation.
Oops! This wasn't Art. Just kidding.
And then, there he was, close to the time he predicted. He's flashing his LOVE hand signal for our granddaughter, KC.
It was hard to get a great photo of Art as he whizzed by.
And then he was gone, heading toward Diamond Head.
When the rain became a drizzle, Dennis and I went back to the car to wait out the weather.
Oops! Art miscalculated! He came in earlier than expected. As I was jockeying for a good place to stand to take the photo, there he was! Doggone it! I almost missed him.
The rain started to fall even harder so we decided to just head home instead of staying for any of the after race treats.
I was concerned when Art told me that he'd gotten a nosebleed running up Diamond Head. I've never known him to get one before.
Surprisingly, Art's race time was a mere 44 seconds slower than last year despite the fact that he was carrying extra weight from his drenched shirt, shorts, shoes and hat. He came in #10 out of 27 runners in his 65 to 69 age group.
The drive home showed us that the Hawaiian monsoon was all over the island.
Well, that's another Hapalua done. I'm sure he's planning to do a 3rd one, rain or shine.
Last year, Jon ran this race with Art. This year Art would run it alone. Our children Jon and Tiffany will be running in their own Half Marathon in Washington, D.C. next week.
We parked at the Honolulu Zoo (which is in Waikiki) a little before 5:00. By around 5:15, the lot was full. It had stormed furiously during the night and we were glad the rain appeared to have stopped.
"Let's bring umbrellas", I said.
"You just need one", said my optimistic brother. "I doubt it'll rain anymore."
We passed Port-a-Potties with already long lines.
We wished Art good luck as the race was starting.
Our kids texted their encouragement from Chicago and Baltimore.
Hawaii's elite runners ran first. They had an earlier race start handicap. This is called a Chase. Almost half an hour later the super fast Kenyan runners would "chase" them to the finish line.
Just as the Hawaiian blessing was given and the Star Spangled Banner and our state song, Hawaii Ponoi were sung, it started to rain. The race coordinator joked that the rain was a Hawaiian blessing.
And then it poured! Deluged! Cats and dogged! Cloudburst! Drenched! Torrential! It was unbelievable! We've never been in a race where the skies just opened up and let loose like this.
Dennis and I stood under a store awning on Kalaukaua Avenue waiting for the rain to abate when I realized my feet were getting wet. Good grief! The storm sewers were backing up. I hate to complain because Art was running past us without an umbrella, but sheesh!
Art had planned for Dennis and me to wait comfortably at a restaurant and grab a breakfast while he ran the first half of the race, but it was raining so much that we decided to wait there for a little more than an hour when he'd be passing us again so I could take some photos.
I got to cheer for some runners and clapped my encouragement. It felt a little odd because there was only one other person who was out in the rain making noise. Still, it was nice to see runners suddenly grin or wave their appreciation.
Oops! This wasn't Art. Just kidding.
And then, there he was, close to the time he predicted. He's flashing his LOVE hand signal for our granddaughter, KC.
It was hard to get a great photo of Art as he whizzed by.
And then he was gone, heading toward Diamond Head.
When the rain became a drizzle, Dennis and I went back to the car to wait out the weather.
At about 8:00 we decided to walk toward the Kapiolani Park finish line since we were expecting Art around 8:23.
Oops! Art miscalculated! He came in earlier than expected. As I was jockeying for a good place to stand to take the photo, there he was! Doggone it! I almost missed him.
The rain started to fall even harder so we decided to just head home instead of staying for any of the after race treats.
I was concerned when Art told me that he'd gotten a nosebleed running up Diamond Head. I've never known him to get one before.
Surprisingly, Art's race time was a mere 44 seconds slower than last year despite the fact that he was carrying extra weight from his drenched shirt, shorts, shoes and hat. He came in #10 out of 27 runners in his 65 to 69 age group.
The drive home showed us that the Hawaiian monsoon was all over the island.
Well, that's another Hapalua done. I'm sure he's planning to do a 3rd one, rain or shine.




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Congratulations, Art ! Well done !
ReplyDeleteWow! That was quite a deluge, and Art and the others just kept on going. Congratulations to all who ran and all who supported them! :-)
ReplyDeleteThat was a lot of rain. congrats to Art he is amazing.
ReplyDeleteCongrats to Art for doing so well. What a challenge. I am thinking running in the rain might be almost fun, standing around in it not so much. You are such a good wife.
ReplyDeleteHip hip hooray to Art the finisher and to Kay the photographer!!
ReplyDeleteMy brother and I were totally flabbergasted that they all ran in such torrential rains. It was such a blessing that my brother could be with me to help carry gear, etc.
DeleteHooray for brother Dennis too!
DeleteGlad Art was able to do so well. I assume it was warm out despite the weather? T here's a difference between a warm rain and a cold one.
ReplyDeleteIt was cool, not warm at all, but a whole lot more comfortable (temperature-wise) than the spring rains on the mainland.
DeleteYou did a great job with your pictures of the race, rain and all. Congratulations to Art!
ReplyDeleteCongrats, Art! Number 10 in your category is pretty good considering the awful weather.
ReplyDeletewow what an event!
ReplyDeleteAmazing that Art looks so fresh and unexhausted after running the distance. Just goes to show the fit gets fittest!! Congrats!
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The funny thing is that when we got home I was so tired I took a nap. Not Art. He was up cleaning his race gear and doing his e-mail. Sheesh!
Deletewell done Art!
ReplyDeleteWho on earth told the Hawaiian Rain God about that race?! That's just too much water from any direction! Congrats to soggy Art for a dynamite finish. His rooting team should receive awards for hanging out in the rain, too. I'm sure I can find a winter race in Kansas if Art wants to try running in a blizzard, complete with thundersnow! Might have to take a turn on Mom's treadmill to remember what running is like without the soggies. DrumMajor
ReplyDeleteTif and Jon will be running this coming week in Washington, D.C. We're keeping our fingers crossed that they will have nice weather because we all know that if it rains right now on the mainland, the drops will be a LOT colder.
DeleteWow, lots of rain. You are a dedicated crew/cheerleader for a dedicated runner. Congrats all around.
ReplyDeleteThis is a superb photo essay. How interesting. Not to add more work for you, but this post, by itself, would make a superb Christmas gift/card in small booklet form. The rain must have been awful, but it does add to the overall drama so it's not just another race. The staggered starting times concept is really interesting. I'm going to tell my Mainland racing friend about it.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much for your kind words, Hank. I shall keep that in mind to do after I go through and scan all his millions of college and Air Force slides,etc. I really appreciate your kind words. It sure gave me a lift after a tiring day. I know. I know. But I was tired too.
DeleteWell done Art. The rain was probably good for the runners even if the onlookers weren't too keen on it.
ReplyDeleteBLOWN away by this post!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wow!
ReplyDeleteALOHA from Honolulu-Side
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Running in the rain might not be so bad, if you can see where you are going, but being a spectator - not so much! Well done, all of you.
ReplyDelete10 out of 27 is pretty good
ReplyDeleteWow. That is so cool. And I say gather ye rosebuds and enjoy being able to do those things while you can.
ReplyDeleteBTW: The "monsoon" has reached us. We had pretty bad vog, too, and it's predicted that we'll get even more vog tomorrow. Wonder what the mountain will look like when the clouds clear away.
Now that is someone who is serious about marathons. Art is to be commended for sticking to the race. Did they change the title from marathon to wet t-shirt contest?
ReplyDeleteWay to go, Art! I am VERY impressed.
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Art asked me to thank you all for your kind comments. He is basking very happily in them and looking forward to next year.
ReplyDeleteMore comments but late: Bravo Art. Wow. Amazing rain tho, and you got some great shots of your preferred runner..
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