After a long and busy week (and an impromptu Friday night Soulcycle class), I was ready for me and Justin’s weekly pizza and movie date. Turns out, last week was a little longer and busier than I thought because by 7:30pm, I was already passed out on the couch. Justin woke me up at 9 to get me to transfer myself to the bedroom and all I remember is saying, “how is it only 9 o’clock? It feels like a million o’clock” and then waking up naturally by 5am feeling super well-rested and ready to run (it was Newport10k day!).
With the Newport 10k in Jersey City, we left the apartment with tons of time to spare since we were at the mercy of both the MTA and the PATH trains. We got to 14th Street with more than enough time even if we had to wait a bit for a PATH train to take us across the river.
HA HA HA.
So yea, about that… we waited on the platform for the PATH train for longer than it would take us to run the 10k. The only announcements made in the station were about track maintenance on Sunday (it was Saturday) and to expect delays then. The platform got increasingly crowded with increasingly frustrated New Yorkers.
We didn’t get on a train until about 8:20am (the race started at 8:30 ugh) and ran up the stairs when getting into Newport. As we were exiting the station (which is right by the start line, thankfully), we heard the anthem being sung so if we hurried, we wouldn’t be too late to start.
We went to go pick up our bibs and were turned away by police saying that we couldn’t go in the area with bags. We then turned to go deliver my bag to baggage check only to be told that we needed my bib in order to check a bag (I think smoke flew out of my ears at this point). The volunteers finally just wrote my name on my bag and put it off to the side. We then turned back around to run over to grab our bibs. I started my watch at this point because I knew my plan of getting in an extra 2 miles was shot so I figured we might as well count all this extra running we were doing just to get to the start line.
Once we quickly attached our bibs, we hauled it over to the start line where staff were already dismantling the starting line. Were we really that late? There were no runners in sight except for those who had already turned around and were running on the other side of the street. I made a joke that “this must be what it’s like for the elite runners” before full-on panicking that we were going to get lost in Newport because I didn’t know this course and how else were we going to know where to go if we couldn’t just follow all the runners in front of us???
Luckily, the course turns were easily marked and there were volunteers at each arrow directing those of us in the back. By mile 1.5, we had already caught up with those who had started on time and joined the mix of runners.
Since I knew we weren’t going to be able to stick to my “run an 8 mile progression” plan and had already pushed the pace a bit to catch up with other runners, I figured we could just keep up that pace and make it more of a 6+ mile tempo run. My goal then became to keep us between a 9:20 and a 9:30 min/mile for the rest of the race since our longer runs lately have been in the 10-10:15 min range.
I felt good with this pace and probably would have pushed closer to a 9 min if Justin had been having a better day but his legs just weren’t feeling it.
My positives and negatives of the Newport 10k are exactly those that I had when I ran the Newport half two years ago (well, minus the bronchitis). The roads aren’t even in many places and you really need to be paying attention to where you step. The wind can be brutal along the water. The boardwalk can be super slippery. That being said, the race is extremely well run (ha ha!), the course isn’t all that crowded (even if you start on time), the roads are pretty flat, and those views… omg those views.
When we got home (OF COURSE the PATH came almost immediately for us after the race), I looked up our race results on CompuScore. My watch had us running for a total of 1:01:10 for a distance of 6.5 miles (PERFECT since my watch recorded us at .3 when we crossed the start line – yay for accurate GPS!) but I was curious to see our time and pace for the 10k.
Now, I’m not one to say that my watch is always right and I definitely question the distance and paces it displays sometimes but I definitely don’t question the timer on my watch – and a difference of almost 5 full minutes is pretty glaring. Also, there is no way we were running a 10:35 pace. Even at our slowest, we don’t run 10:35 minute miles. Plus, Justin wouldn’t have gotten annoyed at me pushing us at the end if we were trotting along at a leisurely 10:35.
It took more time than I’d care to admit for me to realize what must have happened and check the results again.
Aaaand there you have it. Gun time = chip time. It took us 1 hour 5 minutes+ to cross the finish line from when the first person crossed the start. Ah well. Luckily, this wasn’t a goal race for either of us and it’s not worth making a stink that our chips didn’t register at the start line. If it happened to Justin and me, this definitely happened to the handful of other late runners who “crossed” the start line with us. I hope this wasn’t a goal race for them either.
We celebrated our finish with a solid nap and a nice dinner before hanging out with Sally Field at the Belasco Theater 🙂
It really is a shame that the PATH issues put such a damper on this race because I truly enjoyed running it. Next time, we’re going to have to couch crash at someone’s place the night before. Now it’s time to focus on our 11-mile run this weekend followed by the Brooklyn Half in just two weeks! Where does the time go?!?
Thank you to the Riker Danzig Newport 10k for including me as an official blog partner this year!
I received a free race entry for detailing my experience during the Newport 10k. As always as usual, all opinions are my own. General disdain for weekend PATH service is a shared opinion among New Yorkers and New Jerseyans alike.