Our preferred route down the Garden State Parkway was closed due to flooding. The alternative way we would normally take, down the Palisades Parkway, was closed due to a tree down across the road. Both of those we rendered useless anyways as 287 was closed due to an overturned tractor-trailer. The only way to get down there was to go through NYC and over to NJ through one of the tunnels or the GW bridge. We picked the bridge and were rewarded with a clear ride. Despite the weather and the detour our travel time was average at five and a half hours.
Friday I worked from the Pasternak house. I tried to do 5K early in the afternoon, but the time of day and cold or allergies that I was fighting off made me haul back home after just 2 miles. After no training since Monday night and this episode I didn't have high hopes for the race on Sunday. After showering up and finishing the day's work we were joined by Julie's friend and co-worker Jen who was going to be doing the half (her first) with us, and we sat down for some Philly cheese steaks. Later that night we headed out to meet one of Julie's college friends, Heather, at a new brew pub called Vault. The IPA I had was very good and the food being eaten by others looking wonderful. After checking out the menu, I think we'll be returning here while visiting for Thanksgiving.
Saturday we slept in and made our way over to Manhattan Bagels for some breakfast. Julie's mom though that it being a holiday that it would be pretty quiet, but with all the Yom Kippur orders sitting on the counter waiting to be picked up they were out of almost everything. Luckily they had three jalapeno and cheddar bagels left which we grabbed, but we had to wait for some more plain to come out of the oven! After breakfast it was time to head downtown to the expo and to meet up with Julie's cousins Sue and Katie.
The expo was packed when we arrived around 12:30. We grabbed our bibs and shirts and headed out to check out the vendors. This was Jen's first expo so we made our way around so she could grab some useful gear for the race. Never opposed to shopping, I ended up with a set of arm warmers proclaiming that I was training for the zombie apocalypse (along with a car magnet to match) while Julie picked up a vest and new pair of running sunglasses. We stopped to talk to a number of vendors along the way and I even sat to listen to a bit of a training clinic given during the expo.
The expo was packed when we arrived around 12:30. We grabbed our bibs and shirts and headed out to check out the vendors. This was Jen's first expo so we made our way around so she could grab some useful gear for the race. Never opposed to shopping, I ended up with a set of arm warmers proclaiming that I was training for the zombie apocalypse (along with a car magnet to match) while Julie picked up a vest and new pair of running sunglasses. We stopped to talk to a number of vendors along the way and I even sat to listen to a bit of a training clinic given during the expo.
Just in case |
After we the expo we headed to the Embassy Suites near the art museum to check in. It's the second closest hotel to the start line (I'm not paying to stay at the Ritz across the street) and was our base of operations last year as well. This year it seemed a bit more run down and had a bit of a smell but it's all about location and the free beer (and wine) and snacks from 5:30-7:30 which we took advantage of before we headed down to dinner in south Philly for dinner with Julie's family.
View from our room. Tomorrow this will be packed with runners |
So will this |
Race day we woke up early and I had my usual breakfast of a bagel and peanut butter. As we got ready I tried to decide on what to wear. It was pretty cool, but we'd be warming up so I debated I bringing my newly purchased arm warmers or not. In the end I decided to bring them and drop them off with Julie's Parents when I saw them on the race course.
At 7:30 we headed down to the lobby and met up with Sue and Katie to head over to the starting line. It pretty packed already and the throng of humanity was only getting more dense. Katie was checking a bag so I dropped my arm warmers with her before she did (which turned out to be a good decision since I didn't see Julie's parents along the course) and we made our way over towards the gear check. I say towards because there were so many people there that we sent Katie and Sue in alone rather than trying to push everyone into the sea of people. A couple of minutes later they returned and we headed over to decide if where we were going to jump into the corals.
We found an entrance near some port-a-potties and coral 5. We weren't going to jump in that low of a coral we were going to wait for a higher number to come by and jump in there. As we got to the entrance the first runners were off and I was ready to go to the bathroom since that's when everyone jumps out of line to get going to the start. We followed this logic last year and it worked perfectly, but this year it didn't. The lines were so long they were at least 50 people deep. I had to go but I hadn't trained must off the week and I wasn't expecting to do anything special on this run so I figured I'd just stop along the way. I waited for my assigned coral, 9, jumped in and took off.
The course takes off from near the front of the art museum and down Benjamin Franklin parkway towards Willie Penn and the Love statue and then around JFK plaza towards the old city hall. I stared out strong just over 10 minutes for my first mile. I figured I was going out a bit fast but what the heck.
Running towards old city hall with sun glare... |
and without. |
After you pass old city hall the course then continues down market/11th street towards the National Constitution Center, home of the liberty bell. I missed this last year so I made an extra effort to make sure I noticed it all and took in the sights.
Pretty Sure the liberty bell is in there |
Back to the Museum |
Just short of mile 9 the race heads over the river on Falls Bridge and I grabbed a Gu from a race volunteer. As you get to the bridge there was a slight incline and I started to struggle, but I was pretty happy where I was. I had done almost 9 miles just over 10 minute miles, and I was easily going to beat my recent times in Virginia Beach and Seattle. As I approached mile 10 I was greeted by a Michelob Ultra advertisement announcing that there was free beer at the end, and I realized I was still going at just over a 10 minute mile pace. OK 10 miles in I can allow myself to start thinking about a PR now, but do I have enough left in the tank to do it?
Mich ultra is waiting...must get to the finish |
The past two years I've really faded here around mile 12. The road is angled to help with rain water runoff, the sun is beating down on you, and the road has an ever so slight incline, but this year I had a PR. I could even walk the last 1.1 mile and still PR so I pushed to keep my pace going and see how low I could go. As you hit mile 13 you start up a hill towards the steps of the art museum (thankfully you don't have to go up them Rocky style, that would be a little cheesy). It's the last cruel twist of this half marathon that is essentially flat up until this point. I powered up the hill and sprinted towards the finish.
My watch said just short of 2:14. If that was right I had broken my PR by over 5 minutes. I didn't have anything that was a more accurate measure of my time since unlike other races for some reason the competitor group didn't have spectator tracking so I would have had to pay $5 to track myself then $5 for each other member of our group. I wasn't about to pay $25 bucks for all those text messages and since you fine readers of my blog can follow me via Runkeeper Live, so I went with less than 2:14.
I felt great, I even felt as if I had something left in the tank. I grabbed my medal and some Gatorade and headed over to pick up my heavy medal for 7 races in a year (Rock Legend), before going over to the beer garden for my free beer. I hung out drinking my beer and taking some pictures before I started back to the hotel.
Yup I'm a rock legend |
I had no intention of potentially losing my medal so I started to call everyone I thought would be finished to see if they had any cash. Katie was already back at the hotel (only a 21 year old could barely train and run a sub 2hr half) and I ran into Sue on the way back to the hotel. Luckily Julie's parents were nice enough to meet me near the hotel with a twenty so that I didn't need to go all the way back and up to the room. I headed back to pick up my medal (again) and then back to the hotel. I made it there and back with about 10 minutes to spare. I showered up and waited for Julie and Jen to finish up.
When the ladies arrived Julie was not wearing her Philadelphia finishers medal but a generic Rock n Roll medal. She said they ran out of Philadelphia ones but they would mail it to her later, and on Monday she received an e-mail saying that a rack of medals were stolen which is why they ran out, but that she would be getting one within two weeks. Gotta love the city of brotherly love!
After checking out we headed out of the city to Julie's parents with a car full of people (thankfully we didn't get pulled over because there were definitely more people than seats) for a family lunch with even more of Julie's cousins. There were a lot of people there, so many that Julie felt the need to explain to Jen how everyone was related. I think it entailed the use of lists, diagrams, PowerPoint's, a strait rule and an abacus. It's that complicated. We sat around eating lobster rolls, drinking beers and hurricanes (from the Pasternak's recent trip to New Orleans) and just relaxing and chatting the afternoon away. Near the end the runners were honored with an ice cream cake (because it's hard trying to replace all those calories burned), but before too long it was time to go. Julie was staying down south for work so she drove me over to the train station to catch the Amtrak back to Boston.
I slept most of the way. Seeing as I got in at 1AM I wanted to bank as much sleep as possible so I could function at work on Monday, and when I arrived at Back Bay station I was lucky to catch a cab. The wheels sounded a bit wobbley as we made out way out the Mass Pike, but it held together and I arrived home safe and sound. Just 2 weeks until the RnR Providence half!
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