Shoes... very important during a marathon...
But I always had 4-6 pairs on the go, and I rarely fretted about them...
Edmonton Marathon, 18 km in, I realized the shoes I had were not the right ones, and the marathon was all but lost. The first and last time for this mistake- none the less- I sat down on a curb, took off the shoes, took a deep breath, and started walking in my socks.
~500 m later I sat at a park bench and slowly talked myself into running the half marathon, then packing up the day. I put on the shoes that were meant for rainy short runs, and I trotted.
By 19.5 km I saw the turn into the chute and I said, this is it: Now is the moment you spend the rest of your life as a quitter. So I committed to failing on the full instead of taking the half, and I turned left away from the chute to the finish line.
It was an ugly race, with a dismal chip time and a lot of blisters. I recovered slowly. But I finished. And so it goes with my MBA.
Dieter Wentzel, CHRP