Saturday, November 27, 2004
42:27. 8:32 pace. (184/M45-49). I was 42:19 last year; if I can hold on to that pace until I'm 80 there may be some hardware in it for me. Light snow, at least at the start-- I parked downtown and took the bus to the start, but it was cold, and snowing, so I spent 45 minutes nursing an oatmeal cookie and a cup of coffee in the Boston Market. I crossed the line feeling like I hadn't pushed, but I was happy with my pace, happy with my race.
