As i crossed the start line in what felt like "Wave 23" 20+ minutes after the start I told myself to relax and take it easy the first mile. There were lots of runners with paces slower than mine so I non-aggressively made my way through them. The positive thing about the wave start was that after about a quarter mile it was fairly clear and I could almost always find a path through the crowd by keeping my head up and planning ahead as I approached those in front of me. The first mile mark approached and as I came up to it hit the lap button on my watch and came up and saw 8:25. I grabbed a cup of water, slowed to a walk for a few steps once I was clear of the station to drink it and settled into a nice easy pace which I hoped was about 8min/mile. The next mile went very easy and as I glanced at my watch prior to reaching the mile marker saw that I was going to be right on. The split on my watch was 7:54 which was a little faster than I wanted but was so close to the goal that I just told myself to take it easy and not get any faster. I didn't see the mile 3 mark but at mile 4 hit my watch and saw 15:50 for the 2 miles and I was feeling really good. The first part of the course headed north on PCH away from Huntington Beach towards the Sunset Beach area and I enjoyed the beautiful morning with a view of the ocean to my left. The course continued on another mile in this direction and as I continued to pass people hit 5 miles in 40:01 which meant a 7:52 mile split. I was exactly where I wanted to be after 5 miles and most importantly was feeling great. The legs felt good and I was in a "conversational" mode which means that I would have been able to converse had I had people to run with. Since I had started so far back in the pack all the people that were running near my pace were way ahead of me. That was bad in that there was no one to pace off of or to race but good in that I could focus on my pace and passing all the people wasn't bad for my ego either.
Right after mile 5 the course U-turned on PCH and headed back to the South. Since my splits seemed to be creeping faster towards the 7:50 mark I told myself to maintain for the next 3 miles then I would see how I was feeling. I was cautiously optimistic at this point and wanted to gain some time on 8 min/mile pace but wasn't ready to pick it up yet. Mile 6 was nice and I ended up with another 7:52 split and as I kept going into Mile 7 popped a Gel Blok into my mouth and I guess played with it in my mouth would be the accurate term on how to describe what I did with it. It probably took me a full mile to get 2 of them down but I wasn't in a hurry as what else did I have to do other than run and play with the Blok....The seventh mile was when I first started feeling a little tightness in my hip flexor but other than that was still feeling good. That mile ended up with an incline on PCH (we had gone down it after Mile 3 but I didn't really notice it then) which I could tell slowed a lot of people but I kept plugging and actually ended up with a 7:45 mile split there. After the 7 mile mark we turned inland for a 3+mile loop through a residential area. I could feel it getting a little warmer after leaving the direct proximity of the ocean and told myself to just take it easy and maintain my pace. The water/aid stops were about every mile (staffed pretty well too!) and I told myself to stop at each one now. I had skipped a couple earlier but wanted to take care of myself at this point of the race. I did Mile 8 in 7:46 and was starting to feel it a little more in the hips but overall wasn't too bad off. I told myself only 5 miles left and I had trained through times I had been hurting a lot more. The ninth mile had the biggest hill on the course which I thought I overheard someone say was the last one so I focused on maintaining my form, using my big muscles to push up it knowing that I would get to go back down soon and hit the 9 mile mark in 7:50. The 10th mile had a downhill equivalent to what I had gone up and I concentrated on floating down. The hills took some of the pressure off of my hip flexors so in a way the change in grade helped. As I headed back towards the coast I went through Mile 10 in 1:18:52 with a 7:37 mile split. They were passing out Gu at the intersection of what would have been either after Mile 8 or about Mile 9.5 but I passed on it. I still had some Bloks in my pocket (in a little baggie) but at that point I figured it wasn't going to do much for me.
Sometime after passing Mile 10 is when the race really became work. I knew that the 1:43 mark was right there for me simply by maintaing my pace but as I ran the 11th mile and reached PCH again it was taking more and more concentration to keep my form. They had balloons right on top of the mile markers and I hadn't seen a Mile 11 mark but saw a balloon up ahead. As I approached my watch read over 8 min. for the mile but as I got closer saw that the balloons were marking something going back the other way so I must have missed that mark. The course was headed back to the South towards Huntington Beach downtown and at that point wished I knew the area better. I found myself playing the games of "just get to the next light" and things like that. I even justified slowing down and told myself that even if I slowed I was still going to end up with a great time for me as I should still break 1:45. I felt like I was slowing down but as I hit Mile 12 my watch read 15:37 for the 2 miles so I was still running at a good pace. I could tell my form was going bad as my hip flexors didn't want to lift my legs anymore but I told myself it would be all over in another 8-9 minutes and that if I kept running it would be over sooner. I was still passing almost everybody I came up on as the 5k walkers were on the same path finishing their race and heard them call out "stay to the right" as the wheelchair marathon leader went by towards the finish. Finally I could see the finish line banner and balloons and as I got closer found a little spring in my step and dug down to the finish. I didn't see a Mile 13 marker but my split as I hit the finish was 8:23 for the last 1.1. Somehow I had kept up the pace the last few miles! My watch read 1:42:51 (my official time was 1:42:58).
It felt so good to be over and even better to break 1:43! I followed the crowd through the chute, got my chip cut off my shoe, grabbed waters, a blanket and headed back towards my car with a huge feeling of accomplishment as I rushed home to get ready to coach my son's basketball game....(that was another story which didn't go so well....)
After the game I went to the store picked up weekly groceries and Super Bowl munchies and rewarded myself by eating and drinking more than I should but Hey! I had earned it....