That became the routine for several hours, punctuated by a couple of “emergency digestive issues” (if you’ve seen “Trainspotting”, you’ll need no further description). I blame the mid-race pizza.
I was idly pondering who was leading from the other runners we were seeing, and Matt told me he thought we were leading! Bizarre.
Stomach issues aside, I was feeling fine and steady, eating / drinking every time we went through the finish turn.
We were both pretty evenly matched, but became separated after one of the loo stops and so I found myself ahead. The marshals told me I was in front and I gradually stretched out the lead to about 0.5 then 0.7 miles (sneaky peek at the Garmin, every time I passed Matt as he was approaching a turn and I was heading away from it). That settled down so I figured I was up about 6 minutes or so. Not a comfortable lead; certainly not enough to relax at all. There didn’t seem to be anyone else running as steadily as us except for the Serpie lady, and we’d already lapped her for 4 miles.
That was the pattern for the last 4 or 5 hrs, as dawn finally broke. My “lead” hovered around the 0.6 to 0.7 mile mark, and we were both very consistent in grinding out the laps with metronomic pace.
And so it ended.
The rules were that final distance was calculated by the number of complete laps / half laps. In the case of a tie, then the first runner to finish the last complete lap was the winner. I bagged 19 laps in 11:49 – 11 minutes remaining was not sufficient to get another 2 miles done, so I stopped. Matt crossed the line 6 minutes later.
76 miles done. And a win!
1st mara was 3:40 - 2nd in around 4:10 or so.
I have to admit that the cycle home was, in hindsight, not a good idea.
Lap splits:
1 32:33 8:08/m
2 32:33 8:08/m
3 33:49 8:28/m
4 33:49 8:28/m
5 33:47 8:30/m
6 33:32 8:26/m
7 34:32 8:42/m
8 38:07 9:28/m
9 39:02 9:46/m
10 39:02 9:46/m
11 39:42 9:56/m
12 40:54 10:08/m
13 40:40 10:09/m
14 38:15 9:35/m
15 39:22 9:48/m
16 41:09 10:16/m
17 40:19 10:05/m