I haven’t run a race in at least three years and this was the first time that I really saw the crowd. I’m usually inside my head the whole race, but this time I finally saw the huge numbers of people that come out and cheer, and it makes a big difference. We also had our own cheer team, also a first for me. Cathy showed up in a bunch of different spots around the course, snapping pictures and biking around like mad. And Joe and Emma made a couple of fantastic signs, ones that must have required a trip to the crafts store and were a thousand times better than any marker-scrawled-on-foolscap sign I’ve ever made. (Sarah was tied up in
It was a tightly packed run from start to finish. The crowd thinned out a little around the halfway mark, but we were still dodging around people right to the end. We ran ten and ones the whole way, and outside of the tanks running a little low around the 8.5k mark, it was smooth sailing. At the two hundred meter mark, Isha looked at me and said something—the actual words are lost to me now but the basic meaning was, “Are we gonna give’r?” I nodded, and she took off like she’d been shot from a cannon. I always throw in a little pick-up at the end of a race, but I’ve never run that hard for a finish. Don’t get me wrong, it was great, but I don’t think it would have been physically possible for me to run any faster than I did. We came in at 1:06.45, which I’m totally pleased with.
Great race, great running mate, great support. Running this has not inspired me to sign up for a half marathon, but I’ll definitely be looking for something of the 5 – 10k variety over the next couple of months.