Saturday, March 05, 2005
It was really a perfect day for the Shamrock, clear, dry and sunny with a temperature that was probably in the mid 30s. Jim said, "I know I probably say this all the time, but all I'm looking to do is a nice training pace." This is, in fact, pretty much what we did, although that still meant that he smoked me. Jim was 802nd over all, 93rd in his age group, 42:38, 8:35 pace. I lagged behind, 95th in my age group, 43:10, 8:41 pace. We ran together for the first 3+ miles, then I slacked off. The beer at the post race tent was Genny Lite, and I think it was actually kinda old Genny Lite-- two was all we could force down. To Gene McCarthy's then, the bar at the turn for the last .8 of The Longest Mile in Buffalo. I hadn't been in there before, and mobbed was putting it mildly, but the potables were potable, and there was a band that played "The Unicorn Song" and just about every other Irish essential. A quality afternoon, even if I was pokey.
