Speaking of covering marathons in cars, I got a story about that.
A few years ago, we had a local guy who was trying to run 50 marathons in 50 days in 50 states. He was finishing up in Biloxi, Mississippi, since he was doing it as part personal challenge and part raising awareness for Katrina relief (he had been doing volunteer work on the coast). We're a few hours away, but it was the summer and we had been doing updates on his progress so the paper sent me down there for his last run.
The guy is starting at dawn on a Saturday, so the wife and I went down and spent the night on the Coast on Friday. We wake up around 4:30, drive an hour to Biloxi, and catch up with the guy and his pack of local runners a few miles in.
And then we follow them, at 10 mph, for the next 90 minutes. My wife, alternating between sleep and rage, asks me every 10 minutes why we had to wake up so damn early to follow the guy. Not having a good answer, I suggest she go back to sleep. It's a suggestion that didn't go over well.
Eventually, we wandered into town for breakfast and a bathroom break, and caught up to the guy again a couple miles from the finish line. The wife asks why I couldn't have done that in the first place. Not having a good answer, I tell her at least we can go home now.
So, the lesson is, if you're following a marathon in a car you'd best bring a book or a loaded iPod.