Notes
Not quite as fast as I'd wanted, but still a 73% and equivalent to a female open time of 1:30:30 (scarily exact to half times of my 20s), so I won't have a temper tantrum just yet.
As usual, went out like a fucking bat out of hell and ran the first 2 miles at 10k pace which is always tremendously helpful in the final wretched miles along Davidson. NOT. Actually felt good and maintained 7:30s until mile 9 and then the wheels merrily blew off. Realized I wasn't going to make the sub-1:40, so actually (for the first time ever) watched myself on the jumbotron as I came to the finish. SCARY. I'm here to tell you that that is not something I want to do again. Could my legs BE any whiter? No, I don't think so.
2nd in age group, so won a cup big enough to take a small bath in. As always, this race delivers. It's like homecoming week for all the running freaks.
An important side note: my bib was #13 at a race of 13.1 miles on the 13th day of the 3rd month. WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?
Thank god there are pace groups in April. Clearly, even after 30 years of racing, I have nary a clue how to calm down at the start so that I can have something left at the end.