Race day. A cold (54 degree) stiff wind but clear skies. As usual, I ended up in the wrong area at the start line. Somehow I ended up in the 11:30 pace area. Whatever. We all lined up and then the pacers appeared. I swear I was right about in the middle of the pack. Ugh!
My goal was to focus on managing the energy level and nailing the climbs (about 400 feet between miles 17.5 and 22.5). Lots of people walking the hills. No walking for me. Head down and grind. About the only issue I had was the knees getting really sore late in the race.
Today’s race was the Newport Marathon. Pace was a not-going-crazy 10:34. I’d rather finish slower to be sure to run it all. It’ll get faster.