The Green Girl cheered on her fellow
Sole Runners and friends at Mile 18 of the
LA Marathon this weekend.
We set up the Sole Runners tents across from
Century City Mall.
After tracking the weather forecast all week, I was one prepared Green Girl.

The Ready-For-Rain Green Girl |
I layered my
North Face Venture Raincoat with a disposable poncho. I also tied grocery bags around my ankles to cover my shoes.
The goal was to stay as warm and dry as possible while waiting for Jay from
Tri2Thrive so I could run him in to the finish of his first marathon.
Our holistic aide station consisted of water, orange and watermelon slices, pretzels,
Trader Joe's Super Red Drink Powder mixed with coconut water, and, of course,
The Green Girl's Famous Salted Potatoes.

Mare Dibaba, Buzunesh Deba, and Amy Hastings running by the Sole Runners Mile 18 aide station |
As we were setting up the tables, the first elite women, Mare Dibaba, Buzunesh Deba, and Amy Hastings, ran by.
The Sole Runners explained the 17:03 head start the women get to the non-runner volunteers who were surprised to see females in the lead.
Shortly after, we saw the first elite man, Markos Geneti.

Markos Geneti running by the Sole Runners Mile 18 aide station |
I am fairly certain I'm in the majority when I say watching the elites run by is one of the highlights of being a race volunteer as opposed to a participant.
I spotted Glenn from
The Running Fat Guy passing by our tent so he stopped to chat.
As the race progressed, it was clear hypothermia was a concern. All the Sole Runners did the best we could to make the runners who stopped by our tent as comfortable as possible - Sole Runner or not, we welcomed them.
One Sole Runner came through and a couple of other Sole Runners quickly sat her down, gave her some food and drink, and then proceeded to peel off her wet socks and shoes. As she got a breather and some respite from the rain, they coated her feet in
BodyGlide and then put on a fresh pair of dry socks and shoes before they sent her on her way.
We joked that we were like a Sole Runners pit stop.
Another Sole Runner, Mike, made a run to the store to pick up a couple boxes of trash bags and we pre-cut head and arm holes for countless shivering runners.
When Jay arrived, he looked strong and appeared to be in good spirits.
I ripped off my grocery bag shoe protectors and we set off to the Finish Line so he could become a marathoner.