cregneebaa wrote:
How did it go formation? I heard the wind was a bit of hard work
The wind during the race wasn't nearly as bad as it was while waiting for it to start or the night before. I really didn't think the conditions were all that bad. Here's my report:
With the HAT run 50k from 3 weeks ago, and the Umstead 100 2 weeks ago, I can officially call my approach to Boston this year "the mega-anti-taper." Days before Umstead, I wasn't sure I'd even be able to run Boston, much less run it well. But my recovery from Umstead was better and quicker than expected, so I made plans right away for a good race, hopefully best of a year, maybe even a PR, and a glimmer of hope for sub-3:10. Weather reports leading up were ominous, with heavy rain and continuous headwind projected, which, the night before could be heard through the night. It was the stuff that tears apart umbrellas in their tracks!
The day before, I started a run, just before the storm, from my hotel in Cambridge, then joined in the Freedom run that starts from the marathon finish (2.5 miles), then back over to the Charles River for a few more miles, to make a nice, pleasant 8.5 mile run. It was a low mileage week for me, with about 63 miles running. That's the best taper you're gonna get out of me.
Race morning, I headed to the T-station at 5:40 am, on to the shuttle pick-up in Boston common. Cold, windy, and rainy. The ride to the start area was about 1 hour and 20 minutes. When we arrived, it was still more than 2 hours before race time, so I had a bagel and a banana. I met up with Craig, whom I planned to run the race with - he's much faster than I but he didn't want to push to hard and he was happy to start way back in my 5th corral instead of his 2nd corral. The race kicked off at 10 with some light rain and very mild winds. Really, generally comfortable. We at least got to the corrals early and started at the front of the 5th corral, but even with that, I really wasn't able to keep the pace that I wanted for the first 6 miles, especially the first 2. I started being able to pick it up a bit in the 3rd mile, and by the 5th, it became clear that Craig wasn't as interested in pushing a bit hard as I was, so he stayed back on one of my surges to get around traffic. I think I was winding back and forth wildly for the first 10 miles and I really never remember a time when it wasn't at least a little bit crowded. Also, I made it a point to try give the high 5 to most of the kids on both sides of the road, so I really was zigzagging quite a bit. I felt great. I was amazed at the course support, reminding me a lot of Grandma's marathon, except with a much bigger running field. There were a few bouts of standing water and some wind gusts, but all-in-all I didn't mind it and it was much better than expected. The winners' times were around 7 minutes slower than usual, so clearly the conditions were a factor. I was bouncing back forth between low 7s pace, with a few high 6s sprinkled in. As always, I slowed tremendously on the ups, sometimes to around an 8:30 pace, and sped up on the downs, sometimes to about 5:15/mile. At around the halfway point, I heard a loud roar approaching from quite a distance. As I came closer, I noticed it was the famed Wellesley College cheering section, which was just incredible. It gave me a boost for quite a while. I was actually very happy through the race until heart break hill, where it started to become work. I didn't think it was particularly steep, but it was long and chiseled at my fatigue. I thought after that point it would be all downhill, but not quite. I was still on pace for sub-3:10 for quite a while, but it became clear from my GPS (which was getting great signal the whole race) that all of my zigzagging was adding a good bit of distance. I ended up crossing the 26.2 mile point on GPS at 3:09:30, but I hadn't even hit the 26 mile sign yet. Not surprising. Nonetheless, I knew I had a PR in the bag if I were to just muster up some semblance of effort here. I don't usually like running at this level of pain, but something told me that today was going to be a PR and I would snag that no matter what. Coming in at 3:11:56, I was happy with only a tidbit of disappointment. Can't complain too much about a PR though, especially in a race that's tough to PR in! This was definitely a race worth doing!