Hmmmmm......interesting race report,
Lou. In reading I now feel it obvious that I just didn't push myself hard enough during this race...but I'm OK with that.
So here's my take on the NYC Marathon-
I'll try to be as brief as possible.
I met
Colleen in Grand Central on Sat afternoon around 1. We took the subway to our hotel, dumped our stuff & took a nauseating cab ride up to the expo. Silly me didn't think about calling
Lou to share the ride, but we ended up meeting him there. The process was amazingly quick & painless (I've waited a lot longer @ Disney). The expo was like any other, so we all grabbed a marathon bus to midtown. Here
Colleen got to see Times Square for the very first time. Where she promptly said "let's go back to the hotel". So we did -
Lou went off to meet his family.
We ate & got our stuff together for the a.m.
You know the part about the start village....everything
Lou said is true...it was unbelievable.
Lou & I both had the same start time, 10, but my corral was @ the back. Somehow we weren't pushed up fast enough & I didn't end up starting until 10:20

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The course was amazing. For me, Brooklyn was the best. The neighborhoods, the people, the architecture. All different ethnicities & types of people out there cheering the runners on. Churches were just letting out & people were standing on the steps cheering us on. I actually looked up this time & I'm glad I did!
Around mile 8.5 I stopped for a quick wee & noticed that my lower back on the right hand side was tightening up. It's done this before, but no while I'm running. As I keep going it starts spreading down toward my glute. Ruh-roh...this could be a BIG problem (in every sense of the word

).
At mile 15 or so, just before bridging it over to Manhattan, I remember
Kathy's sage advice not to poop in my pants, so pulled over to wait in line for a porta-potty. But alas, my JodiStop would yield no results so this grumpy little runner went on. Well that was a waste of 5 minutes!
As soon as I got into Manhattan I stopped @ a medical tent & got some Tylenol. Of course they had to take down my bib number, blah, blah, blah. This did help, though, after about 20 minutes, so I'm glad I stopped.
Into Manhattan I began to get excited because I knew @mile 19 I would throw my ipod for some tunes. This is the game I play with my brain to get me through those last 7-8 miles.
Some chick who was following a fast group that was weaving in & out of everyone wiped out in front of me

. That was @ about mile 18. That cheered me up & kept me going without music until mile 19 (yes, she was OK!).
Then into the Bronx (here another, older guy, tripped & wiped out near me & I felt really bad, OK?) where there was thumping music.
Once back into Manhattan, I have to say, I felt great. Really, i felt great the entire race. I ran up that mile 23 hill without a problem, once into Central Park I got a total rush of energy & just kept going...singing, smiling...it was all rather creepy. And it was this way all the way to the finish.
My Garmin said 4:31, but my finish time was 4:38? Then I remembered that my Garmin is set to stop timing when I stop moving. DUH. When I look @ the numbers, I think that, with my second 1/2 (without the stops) was faster than my first. Despite the back thing, I felt great all the way though. Which, leads me to believe I didn't give it me "all". Please, I had fun, & I couldn't be happier about the whole experience - wouldn't change a thing. Well, maybe that empt JodiStop

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I have to say, to all of you, that you need to do this race. It's like nothing I've ever experienced...the crowds, the people, they make it all worth while. And I'm not into the whole "drawing energy from crowds", that's not what it was. It was just the neatest thing to see all these people out, having a good time.
Did I mention the weather was perfect? Cool, cloudy & a bit of a breeze?