August 1, 2010
Here's the short report:
Qualifying for Boston is a total and complete bastard.
I was perfectly on pace until mile 23, and all of the sudden I had a hamstring cramp that could have only come from the devil himself. I wouldn't even call it a cramp, my leg pretty much just quit working--maybe what a pirate's peg leg would feel like?
Anyhoo, I stretched 'er out, jogged to the 25 mile mark, walked to the 25.5 mile mark, and ran it in to a time of 3:51.
Not a BQ. Not a PR. Still a pretty respectable time.
I have no idea how something can be so torturous and so freaking fun at the very same time. Man I love/hate the marathon.
And Boston? You'll be my bitch at Bay State on October 17th. No more of these games.
Longer report coming soon...