The night before the race, Mark and I had a symphony to go to, so we didn’t get to bed till late, making that 5 am alarm even more annoying. I drove down to East Fork with no traffic on I-75 or I-275, making for a pleasant morning drive. It was still dark when we were supposed to start at 0730, so Mary held us off for another 5 to allow a bit more daylight to penetrate the forest. Off we went:
Finally, I hit the last 2 miles (luckily flat) and I was running the best I could, and I was surprised to see I could still get average under a 12 min/mile. I swear the end should have been around every corner, but it wasn’t. Finally, I found the turnout of the woods and to the finish line.