I found my sweet spot. But who knew sweet could hurt so much? Afterward I was all smiles. Sort of:
More to follow. But first, everyone affiliated with the Point 2 Point needs to be thanked. Over and over. The race was—once again—remarkable. Fantastic volunteers, easy to follow course markings, stocked feed stations, and red carpet treatment for all of us that were stupid brave enough to race. Thank you!
I crossed the line at 9:03. I was chasing sub-9 all day. From mile 50 onward, I knew I’d have to dig… and I did. Just not deep enough. But 9:03 is an hour faster than last year, and 13 minutes better than 2009. So, you won’t hear me complaining. Although, you might hear me scheming about how to shave 4 minutes off that result in 2012.