RACE REPORT
My wife and I did a half marathon in Red Wing MN this morning. For each of us, this was essentially a tune-up for Twin Cities, so neither of us was aiming for a PR. We found out the week before the race that there would be pacers, which is kind of strange for a race this small (~430 or so runners), but neither of us has ever run with a pace group before so we thought it would be fun. She opted for the 1:50 group. I went back and forth several times between 1:50, which is a little faster than I would like to run with a 20-miler coming up later in the week, and 1:55, which is a little on the easy side. I finally opted for 1:55, which turned out to be a wise decision.
Race conditions this morning were brutal, as I'm sure they were for other people racing elsewhere. At the start, it was 75 with 90% humidity. A couple of people mentioned that the dew point was 71; I don't know what that means, but from the way they said it, it was obviously bad. Anyway, we got underway and it was clear really fast that I was going to have a hard time finding the groove that I normally fall into by mile 3 or so. I was completely drenched by that point, which is where the course started to turn bad. Around the three mile mark, we switched to a gravel road that was totally exposed to the sun and uphill all the way to the turnaround. The course wasn't a true out-and-back, as it looped back to a bike trail for the return trip. This was great, since the bike trail was shaded so at least we were out of the sun.
By this midpoint of the race, our pace group had more or less disintegrated. We started out with about a dozen people in our group, but by the halfway point, we were down to just two, not including the pacer. I also caught up to Mrs. Karamazov at the turnaround. She was struggling badly with the heat and had fallen back from her 1:50 group. She ran with us for about a minute or so and then fell back further. We have an understanding that neither of us would be expected to stop/slow for the other in a situation like this, so I just kept on and talked with the pacer and the other remaining guy from our group.
At this point, the pacer actually started to lose track of her pace, and we turned in a couple of splits in the 8:15-8:25 range (8:47 was our alleged goal pace). I was feeling basically okay so I didn't say anything. At mile 11, she mentioned that we were about a minute and a half ahead of schedule, but me and the other guy were fine with that.
A little past the 11 mile marker, we passed a guy passed out under a bridge. He was being attended to by a race official, who was also calling for an ambulance. My wife said that he was foaming at the mouth when she passed him.

I'll have to check the paper tomorrow to see if he pulled through okay. After the race, there were at least two more ambulance calls, one for an infant at the finish who was having seizures, and another about 3/4 mile from the finish.
Eventually we got to the finish line. The other guy I was running with sprinted the last 100 yards. I just didn't care enough to try to match that. Plus, this was his first race of any kind, so he can have the kick. I finished up at 1:53:11 Garmin time. For me, this is a big confidence-builder for Twin Cities. If I can do 1:53 in conditions like this, a 4:00 marathon should be straightforward.
Mrs. K came in at 1:58, which she's obviously unhappy with since she's aiming for a 3:50 and a BQ. Then again, hopefully the weather will be more cooperative on October 3 than it was today.
Beer is on the agenda for the remainder of the day.