The Half-Marathon went very well; I ran under a 10.5min miles, well faster than what I ran in practice. Everything went so well (weather, muscles, etc): the only slight snafu was that my running pack kept slipping off my left shoulder during the beginning of the race. But a creative use of my headphone wire took care of that. Race results are here–I borrowed a registration, so you’ll have to look me up using my 1857 bib number. (I thought 1857 was an inauspicious number considering the quality of the President inaugurated that year–but the lack of a six was a good omen.)
In addition to the half marathon, the trip to Boston went smoothly. Our fearless leader, Arielle, set up a fun pre-race carbo loading at Jake’s house. And I invited friends and family to a celebration post-race brunch. Twelve were seated around the table in both events: (Prof Trelawny would be happy.)