I won the race - woo hoo - with a time of 1:04:34 (6:54 per mile pace).
The one thing that really got me was the previous night's dinner - Mexican food - BAD idea. It tasted so good at the time, but for the first three miles all I could think was "why did I eat those chips," the next three miles moved to "oh salsa, please don't do this to me," and the final three miles my stomach was screaming "if you finish soon you won't have to listen to me anymore" because at this point the growls and jabbing Mex-pains were pretty loud.
Emily's husband Lloyd, their baby boy, and our buddy Scott met us at the finish line. We hung around for the awards - I won a plaque and a gift card to Fleet Feet - and then we took off. After a quick post-race shower and a house cleaning blitz, Emily and the gang came over for a mellow brunch. They brought fruit and roses as a congrats - I've never gotten race roses and it was pretty awesome.