We went underneath the Arlington Bridge up towards Independence Avenue. I saw Beth and her Mom again cheering. I wanted to stop and kiss/hug her. Gotta keep going though...
Mile 5: 25:35(5:15 split). A little slow, but I was in perfect position for +/- 51:00. This course was also not easy, in my opinion. There were lots of turns, and the inclines were certainly more prevalent than the Cherry Blossom course. I pushed on through to the second half of the race, where the pain begins to set in...
I continued down Independence...alone. The runner in red had gone up ahead with Sam and a few others. I split 31:54(5:08 pace) at 10K. I kept them in my sight, but it was difficult to reel them in. I could also hear Jake and Dave and a few others not far behind, which was motivating. So I ran scared. Crowds were all over the place as I headed towards our Nation's Capitol. Racing in DC is f%ckin awesome. I then made the awkward square loop that had like 4 turns. That sucked. I headed back on Independence towards the 14th Street Bridge. I split a few ticks over 36:00 at the 7 mile mark. 3 miles to go. Time get tough.
Well, the 14th street bridge was tough. I could see some runners up ahead, but was still running alone. I know how to push myself though. I hammered across the bridge and my endurance was there. My turnover was still good, and I climbed up the gradual inclines steadily. I could hear, however, Jake and Dave not far behind. Mile 8 I split a 5:15, which was a little slow again but also I was going slightly uphill. I knew I had enough left to finish strong the last 2 miles. I just had to get across this damn bridge!
The bridge seemed like it would never end. I then hit Mile 9 in 46:30(a 5:12 split), but I heard footsteps behind me. Son of a bitch. I made the downhill exit off the bridge(thank god). The runner was close behind. Who was it? I immediately guessed it was GRC's #2 man Jake running me down. Dammit. I surged as I made a right turn up the freeway toward the finish. Not far now. Just hold on!!!
The runner then came up on me and surged in front. I was surprised to notice it was not Jake. This guy was a GIANT, easily a foot taller than I(or so it seemed). He was coming on strong. He had an American flag on the back of his jersey.
He would not win that easy. I am never easy to beat. I will make it hell for him to beat me.
I hung on to him and surged to make a move, sprinting ahead. People cheered as we roared towards the finish. He then ran up beside me and passed me again.
I didn't have much left. I surged one last move on him but was no match for his last kick. He beat me in the last 50 yards and I settled but ran strong toward the finish.
I am also very proud of Maria who PRed by 2+ minutes(also weaving around slower runners) to finish in 82:00.