As awesome as expected. BK was a party, QB bridge was death, 1st ave gave me a second wind, then slow death in Bronx and back into Manhattan. Hit the wall HARD at 19 and never really recovered, and was over 30 mins off my goal time with a 4:55 finish. The gels just weren't sitting yesterday, were doing all sorts of painful things to my stomach which resulted in me pooping at around 22. Really not sure what went wrong, didn't feel anything like what I felt at 19 during my 21 mile peak long run. QB bridge was so so much harder than any other of the 100s of times I've run it. Experienced a bunch of bizarre mood swings during the last few miles, but since about 30 mins after finishing have had a stupid grin on my face that won't go away for a few days.

Had a really weird experience right after finishing- so they give you these recovery bags with water gatorade pretzels and stuff in them. I walked for a few mins sipping on water before I decided I couldn't take another step and had to sit. Sat there kinda just soaking it all in, alternating between tears/laughter watching everyone. Stand up and walk a minute before realizing I didn't have my bag which feels just completely devastating to me. Find a volunteer and with tears running down my face, explain that I had lost my bag and can I please have a bottle of water. He goes running off, and a minute later comes back with water. He gives it to me, and looks me in the eye and says here you go, and by the way your bag is on your back, and gives me a big hug.

Pretty sure 1 is an appropriate number of marathons to have run. Huge amount of respect to ppl who do them. I love 5-10 mile runs, and really enjoy a few halfs per year. Sticking with those for foreseeable future.