Above: a group photo with some of the FRNY participants. A total of 124 Front Runners participated!
Overall Time: 39:25
Place: 233 of 7790
Weather: 52 Degrees, 80% Humidity, Clear.
Start time: 10:00
1:17 (.22 miles at 6:00 pace)
Today was the NYRR Scotland 10K Run in Central Park. The weather was astonishingly beautiful, if a bit too warm. I went out in a singlet and shorts and was totally fine for the day. The sun was high in the sky and made it feel much warmer than it was. Coupled with the humidity, it made the running conditions a little warm for me but not too bad.
Overall, I’m OK with my results. I was a little disappointed that I didn’t crack 39:00, but it seemed like everyone struggled a little bit today. The hills in Central Park never make for an easy race, and my legs really felt tired by the halfway point. I should have been able to finish the race much stronger, but the hills in the first half took most of my energy. Despite this, the day was spectacular and the cherry trees are starting to blossom. I wouldn’t have wanted to spend this Saturday morning any other way.
I had to take a pee before the race, so that means my corral got crowded and I was at the very rear or the corral. When the race got moving, there had to have been at least 600 people in front of me that I had to weave through during the first mile. I could be heard saying rather loudly somewhere in the first mile, "Well, there goes the PR!" I really bothers me that people crowd the fast corral, only to set out much slower than they should be running. For the fast people really racing the race, it’s very difficult to weave through so much traffic when people are running shoulder to shoulder and you’re trying to not trip or get tripped.
Mile 1: The traffic aside, I was right on target for my first mile, at 6:17. It was pretty flat and I knew that the next two miles would be a little tough because that’s where the hills are. So far, so good.
Mile 2: I had room to run finally and the weaving continued through the second mile, a 6:08 mile that came and went pretty quickly and saw me pass a lot of Front Runners. My legs started to feel good, and my heart rate was within what I considered a good range for me. Only 4 miles to go!
Mile 3: This is where it started to get hard. The reverse of Harlem Hill is still easier than the normal counter-clockwise route, but it was tough still — a lot of guys got punished here; no one had an easy time, that’s for sure. I kept the pace strong, but maybe kept it a little too fast. 6:12 pace.
Mile 4: Honest to god, I wanted to quit through the last and current hill. All I could think about was how nice a DNF sounded at this point, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. I could ease up the pace and still finish, but there was no way I could realistically let myself quit. It was my slowest mile, at 6:36
Mile 5: Somehow I talked myself back into the race, and while I wasn’t running super fast I did manage a 6:22 after a horrible 4th mile. Throughout the entire race, another Front Runner named Matt was ahead of me. He was far ahead in the corral, so when we started he got a good 30-second head start on me. I could see his bright orange shorts from far away on the downhill portions, and it gave me motivation to keep running. I wanted to see if I could catch up with him, and it wasn’t until Mile 5 that I knew I was within striking distance to pass him. He didn’t know it but he helped pull me through the last two miles.
Mile 6: The home stretch! While a 6:29 pace isn’t what I wanted, I was sure glad that the race was coming to an end. I had caught up to Matt (the Front Runner I was chasing down all race) and we were running together. I think it was good for the both of us, because it seemed like we fed off each other’s energy.
Mile 6.21: OMG Finally we’re done. Matt and I had a super big kick the last 200 meters, and we must have passed a dozen people. Felt great!
Mile 6.22: WHERE’S MY GATORADE?!