I haven't raced since the catastrophic Brooklyn Half, so this seemed like a low key, amusing, way to test out the legs. For safety sake, I clipped a flashing light to my shirt collar. A head lamp would have been handy in a few spots, but mostly the street lighting was good enough. Mostly, it turned out to be a confidence builder. I started with a large group from the running club. M__ announced an intention to run 8s, that seemed unreasonable, but aspirational. We held 7:56 for the first mile 8:04 for the second. They were cruising, I was huffing and puffing. It felt good, but a quick look at my heart rate monitor showed me at my A race heart rate. This was not an A race, so I backed it down. So did some others, so as the group thinned, I was able to keep other runners in sight (thank goodness for more flashing lights) all the way. A couple of folks tried unorthodox routes, but I followed the suggested route which measured almost exactly 10K on the Garmin. At the end of the day, I managed an 8:23 pace. This is nothing to write home about. I usually run 10Ks at somewhere between a 7:30 and 8 minute pace, but it was a heck of a lot faster than I've been going lately, and it felt good.
And, oh, Six Point Toasted Lager makes for excellent post race hydration. :-)
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