Passed Sox Park with my third wind. Elderly runner comments that I am way ahead of 11-minute group. Starting to fathom the finish. Quad muscles in trouble. No chance to increase pace.
Victory is at hand.
Dude on the end is in jelly-walk mode. Nearly passed out in McCormick Place. The last miles are nearly unbearable. Calves cramping big time. Demons are slain, but will my legs hold out.