The Marine Corp Marathon itself was a good experience, I am happy I can check it off my list of "must do marathons" but I do not think I'll be running it again.
I was telling Sean when I was done that I should be writing down how I was feeling, because I knew after a week on vacation those raw emotions would have left, and they did - I'll try to point out the high (and low) lights.
This was probably the largest marathon I have ever run, therefore, the porta potty lines were EXTRA long. I should have known better then to wait in line in the "runners village" area...because I literally used the bathroom and had to RUN to the start line, which was 1/2 a mile away, in order to get into my corral so I could hopefully run with the 3:40 pacer. I arrived at the start with 2 minutes to spare and got going.
Lucky me chose the left side of the barrier to start on, turns out we got to go up a large hill while the people on the right side of the barrier remained on flat land. Me, not really thinking, figured I'd be running with a pacer and wouldn't need a watch...boy was I wrong. Running with the 3:40 pacer was just plain annoying because everyone was trying to qualify for Boston (of course) and felt the need to run in a pack on top of one another. People were stepping on heals, I saw a girl fall...it just wasn't fun. Around mile 9 I decided to run a "little bit ahead" and get away from the people.
Bad idea.
I haven't run a race in awhile so I felt really good. Turns out I picked up my pace a little TOO much and was on pace to run a 3:33 marathon - Yes, that is around what my "ideal" goal was...but it ended up killing me. Around mile 15 I decided to slow it down...and caught back up to the 3:40 pacer...by mile 19 I hit my wall. Unfortunately, because GU is no longer my friend I really had nothing to "pick me up" at the wall. Shot blocks, definitely did not give me the energy I need to continue at the pace I was going...I could barely even stomach them. The race went on, I started walking through the water stops...I was miserable.
I finally reached mile 26 and could not wait to see the finish line...until I realized - the finish line was no where in sight - It was at the top of a curvy hill!! Who does that?? When I looked at the elevation map prior to the race, I noticed the BIG hills in the beginning...but not the incline at the end. I felt horrible, but ended up walking during that .2 - the most exciting part of the race...and I walked!
When all was said and done I finished in 3:47:41 - Just about 10 mins SLOWER then Hamptons and 4 minutes SLOWER then Disney (and I had run a 1/2 the day before) - I tried hard to remain upbeat about it, but I can't lie, it is a little disappointing to not hit your goal time when you are set on it.
With this said, it'll only motivate me to work harder for Boston...always room for improvement.
Here's a picture of the elevation...just so you have an idea of my mental state:

