The Chicago Marathon was filled with emotion. I won. In the words of Meb “As long as we got the best out of ourselves, we are winners. That’s the definition of success. You can’t say only #1 is the winner.” There were so many times my body felt like it was going to shut down but I persevered. The cheers from more than a million spectators was inspiring. Fans screaming “Doctor Dribble!” I heard every single one. I tried to yell back but there were times I didn’t have a enough breath. Those cheers meant a lot to me.
I was one of over 45,000 equally inspiring runners that went the distance. It was nice to run with so many people that follow me or had ran with me in previous races. I heard that I gave people a second wind, fresh legs, and a boost when they needed it the most. That really encouraged me. I was making a positive impact on the race. From start to finish people were asking me to crossover or go between the legs and every time I gave the people what they asked for. I could tell they were surprised. They weren’t expecting me to do it but even when I was running on pure determination I’d follow through on requests. Everyone around me would applaud and that gave us all what felt like an electrical surge!
This was my 11th full marathon, 10th dribbling basketballs, and 2nd time in a row doing Chicago. Today I can barely walk but in less than 3 weeks I will be in NYC doing the same exact thing. This week I’ll spend a lot of time with my friend, the “World’s Best Chiropractor”, Dr. Creed. When my body seems like it’s falling apart he puts me back to together and straightens me out. He’s in Coral Gables. Call 305-446-1718 to make an appointment and you’ll probably see me there. He is a miracle worker.
I don’t listen to headphones during marathons. I feed off the energy surrounding me and like to interact with others. The sound of my basketballs provides a nice rhythm but I also play songs in my head. Sunday I was thinking of the brand new Avicii song “The Days.” The lyrics were true. That was a day I will never forget. The day before I left for Chicago I was packing and became very nervous. I knew the pain I was about to endure and began to dread it. That was until I watched a documentary on David Blaine and was inspired. I’ve always been fascinated by people who test their strength. David has done many things to challenge his limits and when I felt I was challenging mine, I would think of him. I would tell myself to get into David Blaine mode and push through. I also thought of Sponge. I expect him to always try his best. I put the same pressure on myself to grind it out. I remind myself to lead by example. You must first walk the walk before you can talk the talk. That’s right Pepin!
I’m so happy to have had Magda with me. She busted her tail to find me at 2 different places and was there at the finish. I was a wreck afterwards. I believe that regardless if it’s a basketball game, practice, workout, race, or anything, to always leave it all on the floor. I gave it everything I had and exceeded my pain threshold again and again. By the time I got to the reuniting area I fell down and Magda found me. For all the pain I’d suffered for 26.2 miles I was just as proud. It’s emotional anytime you set an incredible goal, work hard towards it, and get it done. This proves that anything is possible.
I don’t just dribble 26.2 miles to inspire and entertain people. I also do it to raise money for my charity Doctor Dribble’s Helping Hands. It’s now a 501 C-3 and you can donate at www.doctordribble.com/charity. I use the money to provide free basketball clinics to underprivileged kids and give everyone basketballs to take home. This way they can set their own goals and practice everyday on their own. It’s important for me to give back and I enjoy doing it in such a way. I appreciate any support and encourage all of you to do more of what you love. Passion is contagious. I hope you get contaminated, it’s awesome! You never know who or what you might inspire!