I had low expectations for receiving serious race support. The early aid stations offered cinnamon rolls with gooey frosting. But then around halfway as I approach an aid station, a young boy sprints up to me, struggles to run along side me, holds out a handful of PowerBar Gels and asks me if I want one. I am so impressed: first by his effort, second to receive just what I wanted - Power Gels, and third to receive them right when I needed them at halfway right before water.
I finish 3rd overall out of 540 in 1:19:43 - precisely a minute slower than Kanagawa, but reasonably good given the lack of taper, and given that I could see no one near me for most of the last half of the race. All I could see was this huge futuristic stadium finish, and the freeway overpass looming across the desert in the distance.