Everybody says that distance runners shouldn't go out too fast. I always nodded my head and listened to that advice. And then I had plenty of energy for a kick at the end that was better suited for a rave than a road race.
This time, I probably went out too fast. I relished running in a higher gear, took advantage of the downhill miles in Golden Gate Park (miles 4-6ish), and I definitely felt like I was racing. Yay! Of course, this strategy led to me feeling a bit low on steam on the quite boring Great Highway. But I hung on- sans kick- and set a personal best time for 13.1 miles, 1:51:43! Moral of the story, sometimes it's a good thing to ignore the yabbering and philosophizing about how to do this or that!