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| Krissy and I before the start |
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This running blog chronicles the experiences of my race reviews and insights from local road races with Notch Run Club and Central Mass Striders. Join the journey through race recaps, personal achievements, and a love for running.
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| Krissy and I before the start |
We all hung together clicking the miles past us, working
together, with or without wind in our faces. It was nice and took the burden of
the marathon thoughts away. We were in sync without a lot of talk. I still
yelled out each mile split to assist the group of what we just accomplished. I
was concerned that someone would get anxious and take off. Martin did at mile
15 right into a head wind. It stood me right up and started to feel the pacing
catch up as the legs hinted they were no longer going to tolerate 6:20’s.
Anthony fell back and Martin and the ladies carried on ahead. I started to have
those negative signs that the legs wanted to cramp at any moment and then we
came upon the half marathon runners. That kind of helped because I did not feel
so isolated and alone.
Coming into the last 5K of the race gave me a sense that I
was close to finishing but the death march continued. The legs had yet to give
out to any real sharp cramping but they were hinting. The bike path dropped
down to the river behind Delta Dental and I was immediately greeted by a
volunteer who gave me a heads up on the turnaround. I got down there and saw
runners coming back at me so as to see who I was running with miles ago – Joe,
Denise (who would go on to win), Eric Williams (WRT), Martin, and Eric. I
reached the 180 degree turn with a huge sign and two volunteers. No big deal I
thought until hearing later that the leaders missed this spot and kept running – hence getting lost. I turned and passed a runner
in the process facing now a stiff head wind. I immediately saw CMS teammate and fellow master Nick Taormina
about 30 seconds back. I was the 3rd CMS master at the moment
(behind Al Bernier and Martin Tighe) and I really did not want to give up that
spot. I tried to pick up the pace but alas the head wind was not cooperating.
The last mile and a half was the longest mile and a half I ever ran. I was
losing my mental and physical faculties. The legs were refusing but were still
turning over. Each volunteer was supportive as I was in a sea of orange cones taking
me up to the Elm Street and the last long straight to the finish. I was so
happy to reach that finish line. I finished in 24th place and a chip
time of 2:53:15. I was the 4th master (40+) overall. Martin was
about a minute ahead of me and Nick was right behind me. I shook some hands and
caught up with my dad and Krissy. It was getting cold so I went across the
street to get changed. Walking and coming to any stairs was hilarious. I got
back to Veterans Park now anxious to get the low down on the team scoring.