Through the whole race I only had 2 drops. The first came at exactly 1:59 into the race. The yellow bean bag came out of my left hand smoothly enough, but when I put my right hand in the normal position to catch it, it was just out of reach. The slight brush of the bean bag against my right index finger piqued my attention. I looked down at my hand just in time to see the yellow bag crash on the asphalt path and roll 2 inches forward. The brief disappointment was quickly squelched by the incredible pain I felt bending over to pick the thing up. You will find about two hours into a marathon, it hurts to bend over picking up bean bags. It’s much better if you never drop.
The second drop happened at a water stop somewhere around mile 23. At that point in the race I was much more excited to get some critical fluids to care about my blue bag wading in a sticky pool of green Gatorade. I finished my three cups of water before bending over to pick up the bean-filled bobber.
As a marathon joggler in training you should be prepared for your bean bags to get pretty beat up. You will drop them occasionally and you never have much control where they land. It could be on a dirt track, a sweaty treadmill, in the middle of a Gatorade puddle, in a Chicago-style snowdrift or even in the middle of a street.
One time I was running across the street and I dropped a green bean bag. A car was coming so I kept running to the curb. As it passed, I heard a distinct “POP” and looked to see my fallen bag oozing tan pearls onto the ground. It was a sad day. The paladin was crushed and his joggling days of were over.
If your bags get too beat up, you should get some new ones about three weeks before race day. This should give you plenty of time to get a feel for the new bean bags. Joggling is funny like that. When everything is clicking you don’t even think about the joggling, you feel it.
I’m off to the Wondergirl 5K this morning. Still using the Reeboks. I gotta get some new shoes!