Thursday, October 17, 2013

Race Report: Rock N' Roll Brooklyn 10K

After doing over a dozen halfs and a full marathon, the RnR Brooklyn 10K was my first ever 10K. Julie and I headed out towards New Haven early on Friday morning to catch the Metro North train to Grand Central. The two hour train ride isn't the quickest way to NYC, but it sure beats driving the whole way, and gave me some time to read and listen to some music.

We arrived downtown just before two and headed down to Bryant Park so Julie could make a quick work call and I could grab a spare set of keys from my Buddy Dave who we were staying with this weekend.  Once Julie was done with her call we made our way down to 12th to drop our stuff off and head over to Brooklyn to grab our packets (East River crossing #1). 

We jumped on the F and headed out to the Bryant Park stop as Google maps told us.  Unfortunately I wasn't very specific about where in Bryant Park I wanted to go, so I ended up at the opposite end of the park from where I wanted to be.  A 20 minute walk which let us preview the race course brought us over to the Grand Army Plaza where packet pick up was taking place.  Being just a 10K there was no expo, just a couple of tents holding the bibs, shirts (which look like they were developed on the set of 'In Living Color' back in the early 90's) and event guides so we didn't spend much time there.  We grabbed our stuff and jumped on the 3 train (which was much closer) and headed uptown so Julie could do some shopping  (East River crossing #2).
Packet pickup was pretty low key
Grand Army Plaza at Bryant Park
The 1991's Brooklyn 10K Tech Shirt

On our way to 71st street we were cruising along just as rush hour was approaching, 1 stop from our destination when the train we were on went out of service crowding the platform with even more people.  A couple of minutes later a local train came by and we jumped on since it was closer than the express stop anyways and made our way to Columbus Circle.  I went to grab some wine while Julie went to try on a vest.
The wine store like every building in New York is small and crowded.  When I interned in NYC I didn't think much of it and it didn't bother me.  Now that I'm older I've realized that I like things normal sized as opposed to kiddie apartment sized. It took me a while to find what I was looking for (since it was under the stairs) but finally I was able to get a couple of bottles and check out $500 later (it wasn't really $500 I'm just making a point that things are also very expensive in NYC which is also a bit strange because it's so much smaller).  I met up with Julie and we headed back downtown to meet up with Dave and his fiancĂ©e Kaitlyn.

After a bit of catching up we headed out to take advantage of something you can't get in Massachusetts, happy hour.  We bar hopped our way around the area, including one which drew an large police response just outside before we ended up at I Sodi for dinner.  This place was great (Dave picks great restaurants) offering up some different meals and specials.  Julie and I started with some fried artichokes before going into to main course of rabbit wrapped in bacon for me and some portobello ravioli's for Julie.  Great dinner and conversation all around.
For dessert we headed to a Big Gay Ice Cream which is exactly what it sounds like.  Colorful names and combinations (see the picture below) matching the flag of equality.  As we entered we were greeted by "Brenda" who loved my pink shirt and gave us the lay of the land.  Julie and I split the Salty Pimp, which was soft serve ice cream with salt and then covered in chocolate.  A great snack at an all-around fun place.
Colorful names and combinations, this place has a lot to choose from
Salty Pimps for all!
Race day arrived as we awoke and tried not to wake the rest of the apartment.  I didn't get much sleep as the noises of the city kept me from falling back asleep after I awoke at 3:30, but the show must go on so we ate and headed back over to Prospect Park (East River crossing #3) and ended up closer to where we wanted to be but again not at the closest subway stop.

 The 10K was much smaller than most of the other RnR races which made it feel a bit more intimate but for some reason it was also a bit more unorganized.  The corrals weren't manned so just before the start of the race everyone just started walking forward so there were no longer corrals.  As we got closer to the start line though RnR personnel jumped in and divided people into corals to keep everyone from starting at once.  Either way the corrals seemed a bit mixed, and I had to do a lot of weaving between people throughout the race.

Once we got started the course heads out from the park along a street that runs just outside it and takes you down a hill and around the Grand Army Plaza for the first mile before heading back up the hill and past the park entrance.  The course stays just outside of the park  until the 5K mark.  Once back in the park the views get nicer running through the tree lines street and along the pong in the park.

After reentering the park you head back towards the start line at mile 4.  By this time I thought I was in good shape to make my hour goal being more than 90 seconds ahead per my watch, but just after you pass the start line the course starts climbing a hill which lasts almost the entire 4th mile.  By the time I had hit mile 5 I was just barely under my 9:40 per mile pace.  Fortunately what goes up must come down and most of mile 5 was downhill along the west side of the park, and once you hit mile 6 it's a pretty good downhill run around one last hill to the finish line.  I looked at my watch and I was sure I had made my sub-hour goal (which prompted Dave to say the key to running fast is eating a fast animal the night before)!

I waited a bit and Julie joined me at the finish and I we headed back to Manhattan but not without a bit of a detour.  The Manhattan bound train didn't stop at our stop so we had to take a train outbound a few stops before going over to the other side and taking the train back to into Manhattan  (East River crossing #4).  On the way we met a young woman named Marie who we chatted with about the other RnR races (this being her first) and she told us about doing triathlons and giving us some good pointers.

Once back in the city we showered up and headed over to Madison Square Eats which is an outdoor market open late September and October and has food stands from all over the city.  We started out with an arancini the size of a baseball.  Pesto and cheese for me and red sauce and eggplant for Julie.  Julie was smitten with the aranchini but unfortunately Aranchini Brothers don't yet ship, but if you're in town try to find them they are great!  We then headed over to the salami booth and grabbed some panninis. 


 After lunch we headed back to Brooklyn (East River crossing #5) for the Brooklyn Pour beer fest.

Lower Manhattan from East River crossing #5
We arrived 45 minutes early but there was already quite a line so we decided to wait.  At 3 those of us who didn't want to pay an extra $30 for an additional hour of drinking time we allowed in and it filled up pretty quickly.  We grabbed some beers as we made our way back to the Pyramid/Magic Hat table.  There was a large selection of pumpkin beers (I tried all of them but Pumpkinhead is still the best) as well as a large selection of the stouts for the soon to come winter season.
It can get a bit crowed when beer is involved

After about an hour we headed downstairs to the food area not to eat but just to have a seat.  Down there we found a Butternut Squash/Pumpkin beer which was interesting (not great, not bad just interesting) and a hard cider by Mckenzie's which was perfect for fall. It didn't taste like a normal hard cider this tasted like spiced cider that you warm over a stove on a camping trip.  Also there were giant vault doors since this place used to be a bank.

They are serious about security!
After 3 hours of drinking the pour was over so we grabbed a cab and headed to a bar (I don't remember which one I was drinking for 3 hours) before it was time to grab some dinner.  We headed across the street to Fette Sau.  I'm not sure that the name would make you think BBQ, but as soon as you walk in you know what kind of place you're in.  The line was long (about an hour) and was more agonizing that normal as the smell of smoked meats wafted by.  It's not an exaggeration to say that it was hard not to drool it smelled so good.  Once we got to the front of the line the ladies snagged a seat and we grabbed the BBQ which was just as good as it smelled.  We ate and headed home for the evening.

The aftermath
Sunday morning wasn't early and we took our time getting up before packing and heading down to grab a sausage egg and cheese on a big NY bagel before hopping a Metro North train back home.  One more race scheduled for the year.  See y'all in Savannah!

Photo Op at Grand Central




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Overall: 1,612 out of 4,124 Division: 193 out of 322 Gender: 818 out of 1,402


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