Alright, so here's my take on the race. I know I'm a few weeks late, but I've been real busy, finishing up my first graduate school course, and some late nights at work.
So we went up to Hopkinton on the Greater New Bedford Track Club bus with all of our friends, and that's always a fun time. It's great to be around good people who love running as much as you do.We got to Athlete's Village, and Miss Bethany and I took our Engagement Anniversary pics around our stone and little bench there, which was nice. It was kind of sad that she was in the first wave, and I was in the second. After she left the village, I just kind of wandered around from Port-a-Potty to Port-a-Potty, not much else to do.
So I got to the starting line, I was really excited. I was a little nervous, seeing as this was my first marathon without my trusty pacer Miss Bethany by my side. My A goal was 3:55, B goal was 4:00, and C goal was 4:05:40 (last year's time). The race started out, I felt pretty good for the first half. I think I did about a 1:56 first half, and I felt good. However, around mile 17 or so, when the sun came out, I started to overheat. I know it wasn't THAT hot that day, but for this Northerner not yet acclimated to the warmth of spring, it felt really hot. I definitely got a little dehydrated, and started to fade. I knew I wasn't going to hit my goal, so I kind of just took a different approach for the last 10 miles. I reasoned that I could either 1.) grit my teeth, be miserable, and possibly squeak out a 4 hr marathon, or 2.) ease off, enjoy the last 10 miles, and forget about my time.
Knowing we had the 50km and the Alaska Marathon coming up, rather than kill myself to shave off those extra minutes, I chose option 2. I eased off, and finished in a 4:07:52, and I am totally fine with that. While it's a personal worst, and about 12 minutes slower than what I wanted, I'm totally fine with it. I had virtually no soreness at all, which was awesome. I'm happy with my first solo-marathon, and it was fun to enjoy it and take it all in, and not be suffering down Boylston at the end.
Also, I got some great pictures . . . .