This weekend, thousands of freakishly fit people will willingly subject their bodies to 26.2 miles of cold, hard asphalt-pounding for the NYC Marathon. Most of these fine athletes will be engaging in the time-honored tradition of carbo-loading before the big event, in the attempt to maximize performance by storing extra glucose in the muscles. But enough of all that science! Let's say you just want to show your support for all those marathoners who've trained so hard, without that pesky "donating to their cause" thing. In the spirit of solidarity with the runners, here's a quick rundown of some of the best places for you, Average Joe Who Runs A 12-Minute Mile, to carbo-load along the route.

Start your race bright and early with some exclusively grandma-made pasta from Enoteca Maria on Staten Island. The menu changes daily, but expect to start with homemade foccacia and move on to some killer penne or lasagna.

Follow the runners over into Brooklyn and stop for a giant bowl of steaming-hot Vietnamese pho in Sunset Park—we like Than Da for their classic Pho Dac Biet. Sure, it's a few blocks off the main runners route, but you're not running now, are you?

Head north into Greenpoint for a quick sugar break at retro classic Peter Pan Donuts in Greenpoint, which is conveniently located right on the course, so you can cruelly wave your cruller in the face of some panting marathoner.

Once you're in Manhattan, it's time for pizza, naturally. The Upper East Side isn't exactly known for its slice joints, but stop in to generic-looking Pizza Park for a fresh plain slice, or go baller-style and try the Taco Pizza, which comes slathered in ground beef, sour cream, and jalapenos. Sure, you're still carbo-loading, but it's okay to throw a little protein in there, right?

Continuing north into Harlem, you can wash down that taco pizza with...some pancakes, at IHOP. We hear the white chocolate mint chip variety goes great with intense physical activity.

Finally, treat yourself to some (more) sweets at the finish line, with a final pit stop at Bouchon Bakery in the Time Warner Center. Then go throw up and take a nap—you deserve it, you champion, you.