We had a stunning day for a marathon here. Cherry Blossoms were almost at full bloom, the weather was great, the race wasn't too crowded, particularly after the half marathoners finished their course. It was a nice race.
We had a stunning day for a marathon here. Cherry Blossoms were almost at full bloom, the weather was great, the race wasn't too crowded, particularly after the half marathoners finished their course. It was a nice race.
Welcome back to Brother Mark E Mark (aka Pohaku - the rock) who made his offical comeback to marathon running (at full-strength) following an ankle injury at the 2007 Volcano Marathon!

Great job all and can't wait til the next race whether it be here (on O`ahu), on the neighbor islands, or on the mainland U.S.! ~ed.
I am not built to be a runner. My mother is always reminding me of that fact. I certainly do not have the physique of a runner but I believe I have the heart of a runner. That belief gave me the courage to take part in March Madness with my ohana. My first ultramarathon, Run to the Sun, and then Big Island marathon in Hilo the following day. 36 miles followed by 26. I have long wanted to try running an ultra. Just to see what it felt like to get past that 26.2 mile hurdle. I was hoping that sheer determination would get me through the weekend.
Saturday morning dawned way too early for someone who will just never be a morning person. Three of us first timers took the early start at 3.30 am. Fortunately, some runners had volunteered to act as guides and a group of about 20 of us headed onward and upward from Kahului. The first part of the course was relatively flat and we settled into a nice relaxed pace. The first highlight of the run was passing a field of burning sugarcane. The sound was like fireworks and the glow so bright that it lit our path. Luckily for us the wind was in the right direction and smoke was not a problem. The runners that started at 4.30 am were not as lucky and had smoke and ash to contend with. The sun started to come up as we reached the lower part of Kula. A beautiful red glow as we looked up at the outline of Haleakala.
This run was really a treat for the senses; visually it was stunning but also the smells were amazing. The smell of cattle as we left Kahului, the flowers of Kula and then a eucalyptus forest as we headed into the switchbacks. The weather cooperated perfectly. It was a great day for a run and everyone seemed to be in high spirits. The faster runners all greeted me as they came past. I remember two things that people said. As one girl flew past me she said “ it`s okay I`m part of a relay team”. The fact I was standing taking a photograph should have been a clue that I was not there to race. I was savouring the moment.
After the 33 mile aid station I had enough energy to make a final push. I was determined to make the 10 hour time limit. As I passed one lady she asked my age group and when I told her she said “oh that`s okay, you`re one of those youngsters”. Being called a youngster made my day and I traipsed on towards the visitors centre glistening at the top of the world. 
We had to rush to catch our plane to Hilo. I am grateful that the guys let me shower as others did not have the chance. We met other members of our ohana in Hilo and after eating dinner we all headed for bed to catch a few hours of sleep. It was pouring rain that night, how unusual for Hilo, and I had already decided that if it was raining in the morning I was staying in bed. Well, it wasn`t raining so I had no excuse not to run. The race started at 6am and we wound our way down to Hilo town. Somewhere along the way the heavens opened. I had flashbacks to Honolulu but I ran most of the first ten miles with ohana so that kept my spirits up and stopped me dwelling on my goosebumps. The sun did come out for long enough to raise my temperature and the rest of the race was pretty uneventful. I remember getting to mile 13 and being amazed I was already half way. 26 miles suddenly seemed achievable. The out and back part of the course by the beach parks is always a great morale booster. The ohana all seemed to be doing well and I thank them all for their encouragement. All I had to do was get my tired little body over that finish line. For me Hilo was all about becoming a maniac. Completing two marathons in 48 hours. I did that and as an added bonus I beat last years time by 20 minutes.
I remember a photographer asking me how I could keep smiling and I explained to her that I was about to become a maniac. She told me I already was. High praise indeed as far as I was concerned. For a long time I have been chasing the Hawaii maniacs. They are my inspiration and more importantly my ohana. Previously I considered myself their groupie but now I am honoured to become a real one.
Congratulations to all the runners and thanks to the race organizers for a great weekend of running. A heartfelt mahalo to my ohana for making this March Madness a weekend I will never forget.
Maniac groupie.


March Madness Summary:
On Saturday we were among a full field of runners who did the Run to the Sun on Maui. This 36.2 run from sea level to the 10,023 feet summit of Haleakala was the first ultra for some in our group. Stiff achy muscles and a few blistered feet but everyone accomplished this first leg of our weekend journey. Descending the mountain, we barely made our connecting flight to Hilo. A couple of us didn't even have time to shower.
On Sunday we finished the Hilo Marathon. Everyone was so happy the course was only 26 miles and relatively flat compared to the previous day.Everyone had a tremendously successful weekend filled with many memories. Most notable will be "Shaka"s delirious antics and subsequent headache as he suffered from hypoxia at the summit of Haleakala.
-maniacles
With two weeks remaining til March Madness, the gang put in their final weekend of hard training today. This included 12-16 miles of hill repeats on Saturday and a good 12-miler on Sunday. Despite a complaint or two about things, everyone seems excited and ready to go!
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Post-race food was both plentiful and varied. A friend of mine from high school was the food coordinator and when she came across my entry as they were building bibs the other night, she got in touch with me both to touch base again (we haven't seen her since we left for Hawaii) and to see if there was anything special we wanted. The coffee and hot cider hit the spot, as did the pizza and homemade oatmeal cookies.A special mahalo to my parents for watching the kids. They do a great job and the kids behave so well for them. Grace was just wonderful when we got home -- she started my shower for me and picked out my clothes. Alas, we don't have a photo. The camera was set to video when we handed it off to someone to shoot the picture. We'll guide you to the race photos when they're on line.Sending very happy marathon vibes your way for R2S and Hilo! Wish we were there, of course!
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