With plans to rock-out around 8 min per mile, things felt too good and we ended up comfortably pushing it at around 7:45 per mile instead. The first 2-3 miles on Flatbush Avenue and around the Grand Army Plaza loop were nothing but fun, and a crazy crowd of feet. Even the first mile or so of the Prospect Park loop was packed, but kicking-it on the .5 mile hill gave us some room. Out of the park at roughly 7 miles and onto Ocean Avenue was the start of 5+ miles of what many call a flat and straight shot to Coney Island. While the straight part is dead-on, we couldn't help but notice the slight incline for a good mile or more.
As Mile 10, 11, and 12 passed by, we were ready to hit some wood. The narrow ramp up to the boardwalk was a beautiful site as we hit near-sprint speeds (a good sign we paced things pretty well, or a representation of how badly we wanted to grab a huge $5 beer after the race - which we did, twice) and crossed the line right at 1 hour 42 minutes, or 7:48 per mile.
We saw faces from the Bridge Runners, Undo-Ordinary, and even bumped into a friend not seen in over 2 years. Friends and family were classically an hour late arriving at the finish, but who can blame 'em, traveling in those slow traffic-ridden vehicles for 13.1 miles.
Can't wait for next year's Brooklyn Half.