"Veni, vidi, vici". That pretty much sums up my experience with the Marathon du Médoc, the latest destination conquered on my quest to run the world.
As someone whose shtick is running, travel and wine, Marathon du Médoc had long been on my radar, and Winerist
, provided me with the opportunity.
8,000 participants descended on Bordeaux, the French region famous for its wine, dressed up to the nines, to participate in what is often considered one of the world’s bucket list marathons, and an event that would give Bacchus a run for his money. Marathon du Médoc is known as le marathon le plus long du monde (the longest marathon in the world), and according to the website, is an event combining “wine, sports, fun and health”, to which “Spoilsports, thugs and record seekers are not invited!”
Despite what was pretty much an official sanction to take things slow, I was a bit nervous in the days leading up to the marathon because I hadn’t sufficiently trained. As I learned with Marathon des Alpes-Maritimes Nice-Cannes
, shorting the long training runs is a recipe for disaster. However, my sole sister Hannah, who was a member of #TeamMoTravels for the Prague and Milano City Marathon
relays, assured me I had no cause for concern. She shared her strategy, which was to finish just minutes before the 6 hour and 30 minute cut-off time, and reminded me that it was “ a fun marathon” and suggested that I “chill out”. Since Hannah is a Marathon du Médoc veteran, making her fourth appearance at the event, her advice calmed my nerves.
|The end of the line organization. Don't get swept by these guys.
I “ran” with that longest-marathon-in-the-world theme, taking things at a VERY leisurely pace, because really, what’s the point of rushing through a marathon with close to 20 degustation stops flowing with liquid gold.
The party marathon began with a spectacular send-off as aerial silk performers glided up, down and around an enormous silver ball to the beat of Michael Bublé’s “I’m Feeling Good.
And between the performers in the air and the characters surrounding me on the ground, including a group dressed like Can-can girls, complete with their own Moulin Rouge with spinning blades, it was full-on sensory overload, and I was definitely feeling good.
The scenic course wound through vineyards on the verge of harvest, past grandiose chateaux befitting the excellent wines produced there, as we imbibed a variety of vintages en route, and indulged in local specialties such as cannelé bordelaise,cheese and oysters.
Aren't there oysters at every marathon?!
A couple of hours into the marathon, it began to rain. Buckets. The weather didn’t dampen the mood (too much), but it did help make the marathon that much longer as I stayed at a couple of vineyards for an extended period, enjoying shelter from the rain, music from the bands providing entertainment along the route, the company of fellow participants also seeking a reprieve from the rain, and of course, wine.
Starting at around the 3-kilometer mark, the wine flowed freely.However, things dried up - both in regards to rain and wine - between kilometers 16 – 21. As an American, I appreciated the coincidental humor of no alcohol at those particular kilometer markers, and as a runner, with the rain abated, and no vineyards or degustation stops for a few kilometers, I appreciated the opportunity to make up for some of the time spent merrymaking.
It was clear that for many, more effort was spent on their costume as opposed to their training. Runners dressed according to the theme in everything from tuxedo shirts and cocktail dresses to fascinators and boas. Then there was the group of guys all dressed in tails, giving a flash of tail to those running behind them (every pun absolutely intended).
|Aren't these fellas CHEEKY?
There were also a number of people dressed as brides and grooms, with one wedding party even running with its own limo. My Minion getup, comprised of things pieced together from my closet, could not compete with most of the costumes, but it was fun to see how creative and kooky some people got.
|Is this the new look in wine racks?
Upon completion of the race, another destination conquered in my quest to run the world, I collected the loot. In addition to the finisher’s medal, participants were presented with a t-shirt, messenger bag and a souvenir bottle of wine. The best race goody bag I’ve ever received, by far.