When the gun went off it was 89% humidity and 76 degrees. By the time I finished it was in the low 80's and right around 90% humidity. Certainly not ideal race conditions, but I am happy with my time of 2 hours 13 minutes. That's not my official time, that's the time I crossed the finish line. I didn't cross the start line until almost 4 minutes, so I think my actual running time will be closer to 2:09. This isn't terrible, but my goal was to break 2 hours, so I was disappointed. I was especially disappointed because I passed mile 10 in 1:28, which left me on pace to finish right under 2 hours. I completely fell apart around mile 11, and it took me about 14 minutes to run the 11th mile.
It's best to start at the beginning though...
Mile 1 was kind of a crap shoot, the crowds are thick and I was actually WALKING for a few minutes because there was no space to run. I spent the first three miles trying to establish a comfortable pace, and to find a decent pack of people that seemed to be running at my pace. I found two guys who had a watch, and were aiming for 9:30 miles.
Miles 4-6 felt really good, it started to get REALLY hot, and the sun made an appearance at that point. Since the course was an out and back, I saw the race leader run back by me at mile 4.5. It's amazing to see the leaders, he didn't even look tired. It can be defeating to see the race leader on their 9th mile, essentially running twice as fast as me, but I actually find it motivating to see them. At the halfway point I left my new found friends, who happened to be members of the Boston PD, and picked up my pace a little. Despite the heat, I felt comfortable pushing it a little harder.
Mile 7-9 I was completely in the zone. My legs were totally numb, but I was managing to put one foot in front of the other and keeping a 9 min mile pace. I was SO in the zone, that I completely missed the mile 8 marker, and was super happy/surprised to pass the 9 mile one. Mile 9 was LONG and hot, but I managed to keep pace and like I said earlier, passed the 10 mile marker in 1:28.
THEN, it all started to go south. I passed my friend Laura and some of her friends right around 10.5, and got an adrenaline push to keep going. I thought it would be enough to get me to the finish, but after the water station at mile 11, I felt like dying. My legs stopped being numb, and I actually realized how much pain I was in. My left foot and hip were THROBBING, so I stopped to stretch my hip flexor and kept on running. I thought if I just ran through the pain, it would stop. Right when I was about to give in and walk I saw the mile 12 marker and turned the corner to see the bridge to the finish line. I was NOT stopping with 1.1 to go. I suffered through another 0.25, until I was able to hear the finish line, and the crowds on the streets started to get louder and thicker. About 0.5 from the finish I saw Brian and Sarah, who were screaming like crazy. That gave me the push I needed to make it to the finish. Unfortunately, at that point, my pace was totally screwed, but I'm still happy that I was able to finish in a reasonable time, AND that I had enough left to dig deep and pick it up into the chute.
Overall, I'm satisfied with my performance, and I can't wait to do my sprint triathlon in July!! Racing is such a different experience than training, and it really pushes you to your limits.
Sarah took this, about 0.5 from the finish. I managed to smile, but I'm dying inside.
Post race, practicing good form, enjoying an orange.

