Austin gets the NYTimes 36 Hours in treatment today.
My short visit there last month was enjoyable, even if I did feel like I was about to die, stumbling down Congress Avenue after the race. I ordered a cortado from Caffe Medici, but left before it came to the counter. Nick and Carolyn found me shivering outside, dazed and pale. We walked home, over the bridge. A short nap, a hot shower, and a bottle of Gatorade revived me, and by late afternoon, we were at Bangers Sausage House and Beer Garden, smiling at the day’s accomplishment.
I finished the Austin marathon in 4:29:30.29, a few minutes slower than my 2014 Honolulu Marathon finish. (Nick finished Austin in 4:45, and Matt in 6:04.) I have the flatter Tobacco Road Marathon here in the Triangle next week to get closer to my target 4 hours.
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