As well-organized as the corrals/start is there are still morons who try to beat the system. About fifty yards after the start we came upon eight wide-assed walkers strolling side-by-side, having no business being that far up at the start. Almost pitied them for their ignorance, and the fact that they were getting pounded by the runners making their way past.

Other than that, negotiating the crowd was no more difficult than in previous years, given 17,000 runners on fairly narrow streets you can expect to expend some time and/or energy on the first mile. Dante' stuck with me, and we finished in a surprising 8:08. After that first mile it starts to thin, so you can hit your stride and maintain your pace where you want. Lost Dante' late in the the second mile, finished that one in 8:10.

From there it was enjoy the crowd, enjoy the other sights, and suffer. Negative split every mile from there, hitting 8:05, 7:58, 7:55, and 7:48 for miles 3 through 6, then stepped it up for a 6:52 pace over the last .2.



Eh, nothing. This was a PR for me in this race, although it was 3:20 slower than my PR for the distance. Given the crowd, the usual heat, and the other distractions, CCC10K is not a PR race.

Walked to our designated place to wait for Dante', who finished soon after in 55:50. We lost Dylan early, turns out he ran like 53 minutes and met us shortly after the finish. Went into the post-race area, drank a couple of gatorades, ate, and waited for Angel and Dakota.


Crowd, temps, distractions, training, big ol' belly are the major limiters.


This has become an Easter family tradition, we all go up to NO the night before then do the race on Saturday. Post-race this year wasn't in the stadium as usual, killed some of the ambience, but still a good party.