“Big dreams are marathons. Passionate actions are marathons of marathons! Waiters don’t deserve it; Quitters don’t get it!”
― Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes
Our lovely Run Jordan SM Team
I hope this email find you well,
First of all I would like to thank you all for your support, and second we need your support tweeting and RT about Dead Sea Ultra Marathon 2014 using #DeadSeaMarathon and #RunJordan Hashtages
I attached all the necessary information in (Arabic, English) and some of the art work to help you tweeting and know more about the marathon.
Ps: I will email you soon with our tweetup info.
Have a great week.
On Friday, March 21, 2014, Majdi contacted me, to invite me to The Ultra Marathon Dead Sea event as a social media member of the Jordanian tweeps.
April was dancing between hot and cold weather so far, but inclined on the cold side. I was worried that we would have to walk or run. You see I’m not a super woman, I can’t walk and run the marathon at the same time.
So on Wednesday, April 2, 2014, at 6:00 pm we all met in King Hussien’s gardens to pick up our things, goodies bags and information. Unfortunately Majdi wasn’t there to answer our many questions, his team tried to help us as much as possible. I was swinging between excited and nervous… and freezing cold.
As I left for another appointment, two days passed and the big day arrived. The marathon was meant to start at 5:30 am, but we had to meet around 8. I arrived there with other view tweeps. We waited for around 2 hours until the bus came and we headed to Dead Sea.
When we arrived there, the staff didn’t want to usher us in, they were a bit mean, but Majdi was amazing, he allowed us to do our job and enjoy the event.
Festivities and activities erupted as we snapped shots of people all around us, from volunteers, to runners, families and friends, sponsors and zumba instructors.
Around 10:30 I think, the 10 KM people had their cue to run. I got in a car with friends, and I photographed the whole marathon from my seat, it was a great deal. Because the tweeps who actually walked were devastated and sweating so hard when they arrived. It was so hot, so crowded and so chaotic!
Princess Dana of the royal family attended the event and Hussien Al Salman the Jordanian singer sang for the crowd. I enjoyed his music so much, and enjoyed meeting him, he’s so funny.
We were treated like royality, we sat in the tent of the princess, and were brought McDonald’s meals, I enjoyed all that more than most.
But the ending destroyed everything, we couldn’t find a ride back home, all the buses were either full or refused to give us a lift. It was crazy. Batool lost her temper, after walking the marathon, starving for so long afterward then waiting in the sun broke her. I don’t blame her, I would have been the same way.
In the end our friend Rami gave us a ride in his car, we were seated like a salmon or tuna box, and two girls were sitting on me, I felt numb and tired by the end.
Thankfully we reached Amman safe and sound and I got home in my own tuna free car. It was blissfully empty. Until next year!