As I sat down to write this, I realized I hadn’t read my last write up for this race when it was last held in person in 2019. I was surprised to read that I had essentially the same issues at the same points – I mean, today I didn’t have the foresight to use the porta-potty before the race and paid for that starting about mile 3.5, and my shoelace didn’t come undone – and ran essentially the same race, despite the fact that it was roughly 20-degrees cooler today than then. So, all-in-all, despite running today 27-seconds faster, I’d say I had the better race then.
The untied shoe in 2019 likely cost me a wash on that mile, I had a better mile 3 today, but a much better mile 5 two years ago. By that point today I was suffering a bit of terror from the aforementioned miscalculation, but also my piriformis has been giving me a little grief lately and I could definitely feel that bad boy getting aggro with me.
In 2019, I finished 26th. Today, I finished 23rd. Seems like a reasonably consistent field.
Fred Warren passed away in 2020, and it was nice to be able to meet his son today – a genuinely nice person who was pleased to volunteer setting up the start/finish area and that the club was continuing to run the race. As it happens, Fred started the club that became Central Mass Striders, so in a real way we wouldn’t be here without Fred.