13.1 miles
Garmin Link1:38:25
7:31 pace
Splits: 5 Km 10 Km 10 Mi Finish
Times: 21:44 44:57 1:13:55 1:38:25
Pace: 7:00 7:15 7:24 7:31
After laying off for almost two weeks, today was the PDR. I attempted a run last Monday, but stopped after .6 mile because of calf pain. Could have run through it, but wanted to try to let it heal up before today's race. That did seem to work.
Had very little pain during the race - could feel it, but not enough to slow me down.
[Photo by Alethea: Tony, me, Kim and Chris before the race.]

When I registered for the race in the spring, had just finished the 10-mile Broad Street Run at a 7:10 pace, so was hopeful that I would continue to get faster over the summer. So I registered with a (very optomistic) expected finish time of 1:30 or a bit under 7:00/mile. (As it turned out I did not make that kind of progress over the summer, and today was just aiming to match last year's time of 1:40.) The 1:30 estimate put me in the first corral, which turned out to be a big mistake. The corral 1 people took off very fast, which made it hard to judge my own pace. Mile 1 was 6:19 - way faster than I wanted to go at that point. I tried to slow down, but it was harder than you might think. It is a morale killer to have seemingly everyone passing you for mile after mile.
So my pace continued to be too fast for the first half of the race, although it seems that I slowed down pretty much continually. By the ten mile point I was whipped. The last three miles were the most grueling I've experienced. Was lucky at least that the weather was perfect - sunny and about 60 degrees. Finally made it with a finish time a minute thirty five faster than last year's.
But after crossing the finish line, I found that although I wasn't dizzy, I couldn't seem to keep my feet under me. Kept stumbling sideways when I was trying to move forward. Finally someone pulled me out of the way and I flopped down next to the barrier and tried to catch my breath. One of the race volunteers sat with me, and after a few minutes, I saw Chris finish and yelled at him, hoping I could walk off with him. I still couldn't walk straight, so they took me off on a stretcher. Quite embarrassing. After about 20 minutes, and a liter of water via IV, they let me go. Chris came with me, and even got some friends to offer me a ride home. I feel bad that I imposed on him when he should have been resting and celebrating the end of the race.
After being released, I hung out for a while with work friends Chris, Tony, Amy, Alethea and Kim. Tony had his best time in years, and his and Amy's son Cole, who is just 15, finished his first PDR in 1:55. After a while, I felt OK riding my bike home. Have been taking it easy the rest of the day - lots of liquids, and a little bit of walking around the park.