My entire left arm is bruised from elbowing all the blob-a-jogs coming down Belmont on OUR side of the road. The unnanonnced early start was a gem too, putting me in with the corral 16 "runners" instead of corral 4. The first 8 miles was a phantasm of weaving and pushing and profanities. Pretty much sapped my energy.
Whatevs. At least I got to finish instead of being diverted due to "dangerous weather." Heh.
And the bruised arm is, in fact, pretty cool.
p.s...I got drunk afterwards!