Around the Bay - In Which I Feel Older than Boston
I ran this race last year with Beachy, and hated it, so it felt right to do it again. The Fox ran the first few minutes with me and then literally detoured to get McDonald’s breakfast. Rude. The first half of the race is basically flat. A pinch in my knee started up almost immediately into the run, a dull discomfort which by the 10k mark was making itself known with a passion. I stayed in front of the 3:30 pace group up until the 15k mark. Then they crept up on me. Then I was in the group. Then they were gone. I had to start walking then, and I ran when I could.
You can imagine my delight when climbing the 26k’s aptly named ‘Heartbreak Hill,’ I saw a trio of jerks. My jerks. Beachy, Chris and the Fox walked the rest of the hill with me and the Fox tagged along for my last few k’s. We passed the Grim Reaper and crossed another bridge and I had some choice words with the Fox (“I love you but please don’t touch me.”) - I had a lot of feelings. I finished in 3:50:07.
I was definitely more prepared for ATB this year than I was last year. I trained well and did all my long runs. I’m proud of myself for that. I feel disappointed for letting that 3:30 bunny disappear, and more disappointed that my body didn’t function as planned. I feel especially disappointed today that my toilet seats aren’t higher.
#5982 in your record books, #1 in your hearts.