I paced 1:40 group at the Havasu Half today. I was a bit worried when I went to bed last night, not having run that pace for that distance in quite some time.
I needed to average 7:37. I started off with my little group of hopeful 1:40 runners. The pace felt very slow and easy, but it was right on. By mile 12, I only had one runner left with me and my garmin said I was 6 seconds ahead of pace. Since there were no other 1:40 runners around me I decided to push the guy left with me to a faster time. I kept telling him to stick with me and keep working, that he would regret it if he didn't stay with me. The poor guy was breathing hard and grunting and groaning and giving it everything, but I wouldn't let him quit. We finished at 1:39:04.
I talked to him afterwards and he was very excited about his time and grateful that I didn't let him ease up. It felt good to help someone supersede their expectations. It also gave me a lot of confidence that I may be able to get back into sub 3 shape by UVM since I really wasn't working at all at that pace.
9 days till Boston!