I trouped out to
I was greeted by Mike O’Connor, who was already enjoying a St Patrick’s day beverage, “No I’m not running, I’ve had 2 knee operations already” Mike said to me. Soon I was saying hello to almost all of the O’Connor’s. Tommy, Johnny, Jimmy, Judy, Irene, Michael, Danny and Kevin. Francine, might have been there but I’m not sure. Along with the O’Connor’s there was many of their kids (most are adults now), grandkids and many friends. In all I’d say there were about 50+ in the group. The weather was perfect, 75 degrees and not a cloud in the sky. However 75 degrees is perfect for drinking adult beverages and watching a race but not so good for running if all the running you’ve done is in below freezing temperatures or 35 degrees and pouring. This was going to be one hot race for me.
I asked around to see who needed to get there race number and discovered that most of the O’Connor’s weren’t running, with the exception of Danny and Kevin. Most of their kids were running. OK I needed to get checked in and get my number. I jogged over to the start area and quickly checked in. There were over 5000 people registered for this race, making it the 3rd largest race in MA. WOW. As I jogged around I noticed that there was a pub on just about every corner and every one of them had outdoor taps running and people were packing them at 10:30 in the morning. On the common across from where I was parked was a huge tent which was set up with more taps. This was going to be one big block party after this race.
I socialized with all the crew up until 12:30, then it was time to get ready. I did some stretching and loosened up a bit with a light run. I walked down to the start with Kevin and as I did a guy about my age grabs and says “Hey aren’t you
Soon the “GO” command was given and we were off. I was running hard, TO HARD, I was going to pay sooner or later. About ¼ of a mile in I passed the O’Connor PARTY. Then I noticed Danny up in front of me. Dan had jumped in from the ¼ mile mark to avoid the crush of 5000 people. He wasn’t going to win so why not. I ran up behind him and gave him a slap on the back and encouraged him to hang with me. No doing, and I continued down the road. Soon we were climbing, and climbing and climbing. I was toast. People were passing me in waves. There was one guy in front of me who would do a cart wheel every now and then to get the crowd going. This really pissed me off. I marked him for a kill.
Finally we reached the top of the hills by
I ended up running 43:34 which works out to a 7:01 per mile pace. I was 169th of 5000 runners and 9th in my age category and 12 Irish American. This was my slowest 10K EVER!! This was even a slower pace then I ran
When I say there was a big party in down town
Around 3 PM it was time to hit the road so I headed out and swung by our old house on
Time to really focus in on
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Scott
ReplyDeleteGood meeting you at St. Pats. Didn't know you were an area native. From Westfield myself.
I also think you must have still been suffering from the heat when you wrote this post; I'd be hard pressed to make top 20 M50+ in New England and there'd be a huge gap after the top 10. Anyway thanks again for the comic relief, good luck in Boston, and hope to see you at some Mountain races.