Well, I ran a great race! Really. I ran the second half a full 5 minutes faster than the first half and I beat my goal time by a full 5 minutes... It doesn't get much better than that!
I ran with my friend and training partner, Ted for the first 24 miles... then picked it up for the last two and finished about 45 seconds faster than him (more on that later).
As I said before, we started out very slow... We got worried, and Ted picked the pace up a bit around mile 8. We didn't break away from our group, but gradually pulled away and by mile 13, we could not see them... This had me worried, as the plan was to stay with the group until mile 20... Regardless, we were still on the slow side at the half-way point and I figured the hills were gone and the temp was warming up so everything was cool...
The second half of this race was a trip... We basically averaged around 6:50 per mile for the first half of the race... the second half was another story... Mile after mile our splits were like this: 6:30, 6:29:6:25, 6:31: 6:29, etc... We were talking a lot at this pace and feeling really good... around mile 18 or so, we were commenting on how we were passing people like they were walking... I mean, some of these guys were studs... It felt great!
Throughout the race I was amazed with the comfort of my new Saucony Fastwich Racers... no blisters, and a very slipper like ride... Ted's GF and Aunt cheered us on at mile 10 and mile 19. By mile 20, the lactic acid build up was beginning to show its ugly head... To fight it, Ted and I would surge for a few hundred meters and then relax. This had a weird effect as we never really slowed that much... At around mile 23 I felt like Ted was trying to drop me (the conversations dropped a few miles back) and I remember looking over at him to see if I could see what was making him run so hard. At this poing we could have simply cruised to the finish and that would have suited me just fine. As we neared mile 24, a race official said we were in 130th place but that we were on pace to catch "a lot" of people...
I'm not sure what happened, but I started running to catch people... I counted each one off as I went by them... I ran mile 24 to 25 in 6:01, I ran mile 26 in about 5:45... i did not slow to the finish... at mile 26 - some guy passed me! Seriously, I couldn't belive it! I had not been passed since mile 5 or so... I almost let him go, then I saw Kim and Donna screaming (Ted's GF and aunt) and I exploded into a full out sprint and crossed the line with the guy who passed me! It turned out that my net was 4 secs faster than his so I felt great about my finish... In fact, I didn't have the energy to stop my watch and didn't know I broke 2:55 until later that day...
Yeah, I was stoked... But it wasn't just about me... Ted, who ran his PB on that course last year, took 9 minutes off this year and busted a 2:55:42, My sweetie, Lilia, chopped off over 5 minutes off her PB with a super swift 3:19!!! I couldn't have imagined a better day... It was great.


Nothing... maybe run the first half a minute or two faster...

had a bottle of water... some choc. chip muffins and celebrated with Ted, Lilia, Kim and Donna


I performed faster...


Awesome race... not too big, but big... Could have used some beers at the finish