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Thursday, January 13, 2005

The Odyssey--The Drums of Doom

The air was electric with anticipation. Someone, somewhere on a microphone started the countdown...5, 4, 3, 2, 1! BANG! Huge fireworks went off over our heads. The booms and crackles were so loud and the glittering, popping stars were so beautiful that I got goose bumps, or as they say in Hawaii, chicken skin. Immediately, the throng began moving forward.

As we walked towards the starting line, which at this point we couldn't even see, we heard the deep, resounding throb of someone beating enormous taiko drums. My brother looked at me and said, "Kind of sounds like the drums of doom." Indeed it felt a bit like we were inching towards Mount Doom in the Land of Mordor.

Then as we rapidly moved forward, still at a walk, I saw two huge towers (Two Towers?) erected at the starting line. From the top of one of the towers, a tiny Japanese woman was waving and yelling into a microphone, something in Japanese. (Remember, over 60% of the runners are from Japan.) I realized the woman was Mizuki Noguchi, winner of the women's marathon at the Olympics in Athens. Two nights ago we had seen her get mobbed like a rock star at the marathon luau. Her bodyguards had to whisk her away. What an inspiration to hear her encouraging us.

Someone else with a microphone said, "Safe journey, everyone" just before we crossed the starting line and began to run.

We were on our way.


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