The first half hour of the run was tough. It was still rather cool but it was very humid outside. Central Park was full of tons of other runners so I had tons of great people watching and distract me from the pain. I saw a lot of women with unbelievably flat stomachs, a man biking while holding an umbrella, a man who had bird poop on his head and didn't know (or didn't care), a volunteer leading a blind runner, and much much more. I love people watching - it's one of my favorite things about NYC - so I was in the zone during a large part of the run. I did try to stay focused on keeping a good posture, picking up my feet and relaxing my shoulders.
The predicted rain never materialized and even though I kept waiting for it to help cool me down I only had a sprinkle that lasted just a few minutes. After the first hour I ate the last of my Clif Shots and then at about 1:30 I hate the gel. I must say - I hate gels and gus. They are really gross and I have a hard time keeping them down. I really don't know how anybody can ingest them. I much prefer the blocks and sport beans and I think I will stick to those for now on.
I finished the 10 mile run in 1 hour and 50 minutes - an 11 minute mile pace. Of course I would like to run faster but my main goal was just to focus on distance and I'm so proud of myself for completing my first double digit run (and now walking!). I promptly followed it with a delicious and overpriced bottle of blue Gatorade and two Aleve :)
I've decided that I prefer the longer distance runs. The first 40 minutes of running always suck - no matter the distance. So, if I'm only running for 45 minutes the entire run stinks. But, if I run for 2 hours there is a lot more time to get in a groove and get lost in the run.