Holy crap, that was a tough race. I mean, I knew it would be but damn. I'll have pictures eventually, Davida didn't run and was out on the course taking photos. Kristy didn't run it, she will be in Virgina next week to run the Virginia Beach Half Marathon. We gathered at the Navy-Marine Corps stadium in my home town of Annapolis bright and early at 7am. The 2:1 group was me, Kathy, Debra & Colleen. Caryn decided to go to 3:1. Kathy was at first going to do 3:1s, but I pouted and she changed to 2:1, but I ended up not really running with her during the race anyway.
We started out sorta fast and I decided to sort of run alone. My watch was on a different schedule than Kathy's so when I would walk, I would fall behind, then they would walk and I would catch up again when I started running. Mile 1 around the stadium, Debbie passed us. Mile 2, while we were running down Rowe Blvd towards the state house, Todd and ErikaW passed us. He apparently ran in the back of the pack at first because he found a couple old friends from TRP at the race (I never found them, even though they passed me at some point).
The residents of Annapolis were great. I cannot stress this enough, they were far more embracing of running than at any other race I've ever run. I've run through neighborhoods before, at the Race for Our Kids through Pikesville, or several different races through Federal Hill last year. This was so much better. Residents were out on the streets with tables set up, handing out cups of water, gatorade, beer (yes, one guy was handing out cups of beer), orange slices, etc. Many, many, many residents were sitting outside in beach chairs, holding signs or just generally cheering everyone on. My favorite, though... the residents who were out with the hoses. Some set up sprinklers, some just had hoses, but those people were awesome. It felt SO GOOD to run through sprinklers!!! Although, right when we would go through one, it would be shockingly cold.
Oh, and the midshipmen at the water stops - hello!! Colleen was like "oh, no! Navy boys! We can't walk in front of the Navy boys!" I said f*ck it, but that was mile 9.
Anyway, details of the race... It was hard. Hills, hills and more hills. The worst was the Severn River Bridge, which is one of my favorite bridges anywhere, and had a beautiful view, but it was windy and steep, and we had to cross it twice - mile 4 and mile 9. I mean, the whole race was pretty much just miserable.
Race - BAD:
- Sun (no sunglasses)
- Wind on Bridge
- Gatorade had fishy smell, as if the water to mix it came out of the bay
Race - GOOD:
- Midshipmen at water stops
- Beer during the race (which I spilled down my front, but I thankfully was not pulled over on the way home)
- Residents with water or food or drinks
- Residents with hoses
- Awesome fleece shirt at the end
My time was 2:02:46.30, which came out to a 12:16 pace. As long as I didn't get stuck on yon Straggler's Bus, I'm more than satisfied with that time for what was a brutal race.