A bright shiny day with temps in the 50s in NYC. About half of Europe (mainly Scandanavia, Germany and Italy) were running in the race. Thousands upon thousands of people shouted my name in all 5 boroughs of New York. I high fived at least 500 people (no exaggeration). Got lots o' free orange slices, bananas, paper towels and even gel packs from non-race related passer bys. The stories are many, but the euphoric feeling of running 23 miles (walking the last 3 through the fall colors of Central Park), was incredible. Best. Race. Ever. And I now I have a bright shiny medal!