My morning was quiet until Jessie arrived from Boston. Together we headed into Eastern Market and found a random place for lunch. The weather was super spring like, so we sat outdoors and caught up. After a leisure lunch ( I know DC isn't really the south, but it definitely works on a slower time frame than NY) we hopped back onto the metro to go to the Rock N Roll Expo.
|some grilled cheese on what seemed like french toast. delicious.|
We meandered through, Jessie needed a headband and I ended up with a tank top. We had our fill of the expo and decided to take advantage of the gorgeous day, we walked along the Washington Memorial towards Lincoln. While at Lincoln, we were both surprised to find a small exhibit below. When I lived in DC, I visited this memorial many times, but I think it was the first time that I had seen it & it was opened. After being tourist in a city we were both previously residents of, we headed back to our hotel. We went to the local safeway to grab breakfast & post race snacks before eating at the hotel restaurant and calling it an early night.
|very faded now, but an says "I have a dream" and is the location where Martin Luther King Jr Stood.|
These lines were long, I haven't decided what the best system is, but they were doing 3ish toliets for each line. It seems reasonable, but always awkward when it is finally your turn. (side glances to other lines about whose toilet it is..) Anyhow, the national anthem was sung ( I assume ) and the race started long before we made it through the line. Just as soon as we were done wave 10 was off, so we hopped in with ours 14 & 15. I had wanted to try to stay with the marathon pacer for 4:10 (2:05 for the half) but without any warm up, I couldn't jump to a 9:30 pace right out the gate. I lost the pace group immediately and completely by mile 4.
I didn't notice the White House when we ran by, but did see random landmarks that reminded me of my short time in DC. I played in a kickball league on the mall frequented several bars that we passed, and distinctly remember hanging out at the H street festival.
Just around mile 4, I felt a few rain drops and willed the rain gods to hold off ( they did). We came into Rock Creek Park and the memorial mile, which choked me up a bit just before THE hill of the race. I did manage to run up it, but then struggled to regain my breathing and focus.
Since I didn't know my official start time ( but knew I hit the first mile at 33 minutes) I tried to do some bad math about my pace. My watch was registering early, so I thought I could do the lap function. But without practicing it, I was unsure of what I was doing. My watch was completely useless early in the race.
|a billion splits for a 13 mile race. whoops.|
I didn't feel particularly strong. I was working for each and every mile and the the gels I had practiced with did me absolutely no favors. When I made it to the final stretch I pushed with what I did have left and was VERY excited to see my finish time of 2:08:52.
|The only photo that is normal, the rest look exactly how I felt on the course, like crap.|
My PR from 2010 has finally been broken. It wasn't broken by a lot ( 32 seconds) but compared to every 13.1 race since 2010, I beat my time from a range of 1.23 to 23 minutes. I was smiling ear to ear as I made my way out of the finishers area to the gear check. When I retrieved my phone, I saw that Jessie had also finished so I found a place to sit and waited. We took some photos, hobbled a bit before skipping the beer garden and jamming into the metro to head back to our hotel.
Once we got onto the platform, we let one train pass before climbing onto the next, we grab seats and let the train do the rest of the work. I was very grateful that it was such an easy ride. We spent the better part of the day watching a terrible Channing Tatum movie before I met up with my friend Teri for lunch. After, laying around continued and we did nothing but watch lousy cable tv and it was awesome.
|yes i did walk around with the blanket around my legs. I was wearing shorts. (maybe)|
In the morning I started my grand adventure back to Baltimore and again was a bit surprised at how natural it seemed despite it not being something I've done often or recently. But regardless, I landed in Albany without a problem collected Marcy dog from the dog hotel. Overall a successfully and very satisfying weekend.
|My best training partner|